4 June 2012
As the warmth of the moist,soft skin touches mine,
The world as we know it, stops in time,
For the taste of the tender loving kiss on my lips,
And your hand as it holds it's grip to my hips,
I feel it pull all my senses alert, and prime,
For nothing can mimic that moment in time.
That moment in time when your lips touched mine.
It Lingers • Opuss № I