Limbo

The wispy sort of silence
shone from morning's crisp, raw rays
was floating in the semblance
amongst their lover's daze.
It prickled every speckle
of dust that danced the room,
emanating luscious vigor
of rural passion to resume.
The nude upon the cool walls
did reflect upon their skin,
as they lay in rosy symmetry
that bloomed from their within.
Their wordless rainbow whispers
trickled, juicy from their lips,
in soft secretive flutters
that iced their mind's eclipse.
The science was against them,
as to all humans it be so,
so in sweetly senseless stillness
they let their hearts beat to and fro.
This be the peachy limbo
the blessed inbetween;
I feel your pretty jealousy
to endure this empty dream.