Her eyes
can not
look upon
what she
hungers,
what she
craves.

Once,
just once
she
pressed
her lips
against mine
with a
notion to
misbehave.

Finally,
at long last
she raised
her eyes
as she
tried to
be brave.

With our lips
locked... ..
her eyes
whispered;

"Shhh...
your love
I will take
to my grave,
but for
now,
please oh please... ..
just grab
hold of
my hips".


written by me... ..