Hands outstretched, two fingers trail your delicate cheeks
They move lower to your neck
As memories that powerfully bombard, wash into the birth of the new
Arm in arm hand in hand
They move to your chest
Your quivers at my call and beck
I tremor.
I tremor for my hand on your skin,
Your mind and wondrous flesh,
For your beautiful brown hair
That falls on supple shoulders,just right.
Then lower to your belly
Short, sharp breath.
The look in your eyes,deep imposing green
Sends shivers all the way to the spleen
In these moments I understand religion
Understand connect,
Take me, you whisper
And I thankfully oblige
Aug 2, 2015
Aug 2, 2015 at 7:20 AM UTC
Hands outstretched, two fingers trail your delicate cheeks
They move lower to your neck
As memories that powerfully bombard, wash into the birth of the new
Arm in arm hand in hand
They move to your chest
Your quivers at my call and beck
I tremor.
I tremor for my hand on your skin,
Your mind and wondrous flesh,
For your beautiful brown hair
That falls on supple shoulders,just right.
Then lower to your belly
Short, sharp breath.
The look in your eyes,deep imposing green
Sends shivers all the way to the spleen
In these moments I understand religion
Understand connect,
Take me, you whisper
And I thankfully oblige