Thursday, August 13, 2009

Just three words

Dark eyes smiling
Room spans forever
Feet move forward
Time stands still

Hands reach out
Fingers meet softly
Blood courses faster
Heart beat anticipates

Touch, taste, scent
Soft, sweet, intoxicating
Tender turns heated
Patience is gone

Touch of lips
Caress of hands
Swell of passion
Climbing, cresting, falling

1 comment:

NancyAsiya said...

Gorgeous, I can see this so well!