Made love

Its affection ,not in your beauty but in your beauty
Even when you are miles away i feel you close to my lips
Im moist even the scorch melts down the clouds within

Your lips i crave for..,
a touch, not from the fingertips but from the wet upper lip..
I'll bite them soft as you close your eyes in the essence of our kiss

I close my eyes
now not far but near as
i drift wavy in my sleep
And,
the ***** i have when i
wake up is the love thats
left within