I Didn't Want To Say Goodbye

Last night was extraordinary
I can't remember the last time
I've felt like that nor, truthfully,
If I ever have before

I'm amazed that merely conversing with you
Could be so stimulating
I felt an incredible sense of exhilaration
That verged on euphoria

Something happened
Within those hours we shared
I felt a closeness to you begin
As defenses were breached with ease

We talked... simply talked
Would anyone not there comprehend?
We ran the gamut of emotion and reason
And I was heady with the intoxication of our symbiosis

I wanted passion, and I discovered it in you
As eagerly we responded one to the other
Ever more avid with mounting excitement
Nigh giddy with glee at what we had found

Could a wiretap reveal
The essence of this infatuation?
Would an eavesdropper discern
Which spark had ignited desire?

I found myself wanting to tell you all
There was nothing I held back
Naked with candor I divulged my past
And you mirrored not echoes but truths your own

Ours was a tryst, one tacit yet embraced
Closely-held secrets revealed in lingual caress
A tete-a-tete ingenuous
An indulgence of verbal excess

Such unbridled exchanges
Could not help but give birth to rapport
And remarkably, the sense of burgeoning intimacy
Grew ever more facile with each disclosure

So swift flew the time
Perception of its passage altered
How else can you account for such effrontery of
Intercourse, eight hours and more, flouting Sleep's domain?

We talked last night
Merely our fourth conversation
Apart in the dark we greeted light
As we discovered our Dawn as one

And the bond we have now has annealed
A covalence that shall strengthen with time
I know not when we will ever meet
Yet I knew even as we spoke, I could love you