Monday, July 16, 2007

what i long for most is a first touch

place your fingertips upon my silken skin

press your warmth against me

touch me

the first kiss

the softness of your lips

the firmness in your embrace

explore me

let me devour you

rubbing deep

breathing heavy

the end is always close

let's make the beginning just begin

let's pretend it will never end
things seem to be the same

I tire of repeating myself