A gentle touch
Sending shivers down my spine
In the love I see in his eyes.
He kisses me
If he were to ever leave me
I couldn't imagine what I'd miss.
Maybe it's his touch
Or the way he kisses me
But whatever...
The fullness of his pastel pink lips
Pause of anticipated excitement
Whenever our eyes lock and time skips.
Sense of soul seduction
The blood rushing.....
The teasing....
Please let's end here.
