Tears of Passion;

I wish I were
your passionate tears,
I'd leave your eyes
like drops so clear.

To your lips
I'd stop and kiss,
and taste that sensuous
midnight mist.

Softly flowing
pass your neck,
goosebumps form
like little specks.

Down your chest
then on your breast,
there I'd stay
and take a rest.

Finally reaching
where love exist,
down the center
into a bliss.

Into your soul
to calm your fears,
If I were
your passionate tears.~RF©

Ray R Ferrer
9/20/2013