The Front Door

In seven months
despite livin
lovin
pleasurin
pleasin
workin and strivin

he hadn't kissed her

How could it be
that in seven months
he hadn't slowly wrapped his arms around her
tucked her safely within
his masculine haven
and rested his lips
gently against hers

In seven months
intimacy departed
sensuality vacated
relationship simply became
business as usual

Seven months

that's when her eyes
began to focus
on the front door...