Looking into your eyes;
as my hands touch your face.
This moment in time;
I do not want to waste.
.
Tracing with a fingertip;
the line of your lips.
Kissing them softly;
hoping control does not slip.
.
Lips touching the skin
on the side of your neck.
Lingering and tasting
keeping emotions in check.
.
Letting my hands slowly slip down
your shoulders so bare.
Lost in the feel of you;
of time I am not aware.
.
Feeling your hearbeat
as my hands touch your chest;
Just for a moment;
here I will rest.
.
My hands will move down
until they rest on your hips
pulling you closer
until your skin reaches my lips.
.
Holding me closely
our bodies entwined
This journey has just started
in the depths of my mind.
.
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