I wonder
how soft
she is?
Is her skin as
smooth
as I imagine.
Is she ticklish?
What
would her hands
feel
like as they moved
over my
body?
Would I
get a tender
shiver since
it’s been
so long?
Would
her head resting
on my
chest satisfy my
burning
longing?
Can two
people, locked in
an
embrace really defeat the
terrors
of the world for a few
precious
moments?
Is the
hug, the holding, really
the best
part?
Swaying
together in time to a
beat, a
song, a rhythm,
hearts
beating together.
The
breathless listening to
each
other’s bodies as a sway
turns
into a kiss and a kiss
sets the
world on fire.
The
peaceful scent of
her hair
as she nuzzles up
against
my body.
I miss
it.
I want
it.
I hold
my breath.
This is lovely, Michael. Tender, evocative.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much.
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