my mind seduced by curve of lip
and i am bare beneath her constant gaze;
warm waves of slow desire wash over me
in thinly veiled visions of a kiss
and then the world exploded through
my veins to feel her skin hot under my
fumbling touch, her hand on mine
still branded there i feel it now
i want to sit beside her, listening to
the symphony in her voice, lost among
the oceans of her eyes, travelling on the
coattails of her mind to find her
i swear my skin still tingles from her touch,
still sizzles where my fingertips brushed light
upon her back; my lips still long to be
so close to a prelude to her kiss.
