I need
You want
To feel
To touch
Hungry hands and lips exploring
Quickened breath and eyes adoring
Passion burns in hearts unbound
Trust unending
Lovers found
Words are lost in sensual pleasures
Spirits shared in equal measures
Lust unburdened
Bodies raw
Fall embracing
Ever more.

Comments
Silver Spun Sand | December 15, 2008 - 15:04
"Words are lost in sensual pleasures
Spirits shared in equal measures ..."
These, my favourite lines. A gentle and pleasing poem.
Tina