tout de suite

tout de suite (immediately)

Tout de suite.

By james a. galgano

Sometimes in a blue moon's notion

love lies lost sinking into the darkest depths.

of some undiscovered ocean

there is the soul once longed to be.

embraced by the warm endearing lust.

of some fleet footed memory

clinging to the ropes

like a boxer hoping for the bell

nearly defeated by some lost hopes

but still thinking what the hell

as it is leaping forward to a time

when one was wiling to cross the line

to a place where love used to be

cast adrift upon some uncharted sea.

into the sweet soft bosom of her sweet taste

longing each morning to kiss her angelic face.

while her loving hands explored your every move

as your writhing bodies in unity soothed

the very thought this was meant to be.

if not now then when immediately