like a quiet roll of thunder on a warm summer night,
you enter my mind.
a soft hum of remembrance of a long night spent locked in each other's embrace, our lips captive to one another.
I find myself breathless all over again as undulates of moments wash over me like the waves that eat away at a cliff's edge.
I must admit that you have intoxicated me with your touch, your kiss, the warmth of your breath on my lips...
and I curse you for doing just that.