The Thought of You
The thought that holds alive your face and touch,
the effect of your body on my skin,
visions surface of hot kisses
all night – urgent, sensual, burning
as firm fingertips explore while trailing
discovering my skin so soft.
Discovering my skin so soft
My body rises to your touch,
Responding to fingers trailing,
Cool goose bumps run along my skin
Aching at your touch and burning
Where your lips cover with hot kisses.
The path you left of hot kisses,
Hard and hungry while light and soft,
Urging yearning also burning,
My body rises to your touch
Aching for your breath on my skin
Fingertips and lips still trailing.
Fingertips and lips still trailing
your body with air light kisses,
seductive, covering your skin,
my long hair is draping softly
tracing your body not my touch,
urging, yearning yet still burning.
My lips trace your flesh with burning
sensations, my fingers trailing
soft yet urging, wanting to touch
where those hot sensual kisses
have made your flesh blush, as your soft
flesh anticipates merging skin
Anticipating our warm skin
becoming one entwined, burning,
yielding together, our hot soft
bodies, fingertips still trailing
over our limbs with hot kisses,
clamouring for each others touch
skin over skin with fingertips trailing
still yearning, burning with kisses,
your lips soft yet burn with their touch
Savannah, September 2007
