When your eyes touch mine,
it sends sparks through me.
Cerulean seas kiss the dirt of earth,
and my heart stutters, my resolve shudders.
Delicate, plush, pink,
Sweet contagious smile.
Canvases heat with delight,
hands travelling around the creamy canvas,
elicit with joy we embrace.
Fingers entangle within locks of hair,
twisting into soft elegant curls,
relishing in every second of this rebellious statement.
As I set my eyes unto your upturned lips,
my own reply.
The need is almost unbearable.
Knees aching, hearts sighing
head reeling you lean in.
Lips forming to one another,
curving, arching, playing,
every cell, every molecule,
desperate we cling.
My mind spoke a silent prayer,
for I prayed and I hoped.
May your lips intertwine with mine,
for forever and eternity.
May they dance in static delight,
never tiring of each others sweet taste.
However this reverie was too soon broken,
my eyes opened, taking in my lone prison.
AS I sat up I knew we could never be,
more than a young girls fantasy.