Heart to Heart

I remember when we first met
It was winter outside snow lay deep
Inside warm, cosy rooms softly lit
you were waiting in the dining room

we were alone that morning
the other house guests had left
I stared at you I admit
admiring your heartshaped features

your presence almost regal
your beauty your elegance
breathtaking – you held out
your heartshaped arms

I reached out towards you
to accept the delicious gifts
you were carrying
I held my breath, took one,

stole a last lingering look
before my hands reached out
with stretched fingers
barely touching your sides

gently took possession
of your offerings
I savoured that moment
your timeless beauty
etched forever in my soul