Counting Down

Arrangements made for that first exciting meeting,
Starting slow, but soon the time is fleeting.
The day comes, and then the hour,
Panic sets, it all seems sour.
Then the bodies start to relax,
Soon the peeps are on their backs,
but nothing extreme is to take place here,
just closeness and comfort, but not for fear.
Then arrangements are made and we're counting down,
for the smiles,
and the kisses,
the touches and wishes.
We'll keep counting down 'til the end.

(C)Jamie L Snelling