The feel of your hair
slipping between my fingers.
The taste of your skin
as my kiss lingers.
The scent of your warmth
as I lift your chin.
The sound of your breath
as I kiss your skin.
The look in your eyes
when I whisper your name.
The rush of your heart
when I press against your frame.
The race of your pulse
when I taste your sweet lips.
The flush on your cheeks
when I pull closer your hips.
The essence of your love
when I give you a smile.
The strength of your embrace
when we've been apart for while.
The tears of joy that
run down your cheek
when I tell you I love you
week after week.
It's all of these these things
I love about you
and it is a love
that grows strong and true.
slipping between my fingers.
The taste of your skin
as my kiss lingers.
The scent of your warmth
as I lift your chin.
The sound of your breath
as I kiss your skin.
The look in your eyes
when I whisper your name.
The rush of your heart
when I press against your frame.
The race of your pulse
when I taste your sweet lips.
The flush on your cheeks
when I pull closer your hips.
The essence of your love
when I give you a smile.
The strength of your embrace
when we've been apart for while.
The tears of joy that
run down your cheek
when I tell you I love you
week after week.
It's all of these these things
I love about you
and it is a love
that grows strong and true.
Copyright © September 2001 - Heather Cacciatori
