Love's Touch
By Michael Gene Miller
Copyright © 2004
All rights reserved
a hand brushes a face,
a look leaves a trace,
two sighs entwine and spiral upward,
leaving a heated trail
the air warms,
a mist forms,
the droplets surround them,
begins the tale
a kiss lingers,
slowly fingers,
touch and leave a trace,
tingling nerves
a hand caresses,
falling tresses,
two bodies closely bind,
their curves
tongues begin their dance,
enhancing the trance,
senses move to grow higher,
and feel
skin touches skin,
the sensation begins,
bringing to the surface,
the real
emotion grows,
the lover knows,
to nurture every touch,
with another
the bodies combine,
in senses sublime,
the only thing they see now,
is each other
the passion now flows,
surroundings go,
far away as love encloses,
their embrace
two souls as one,
the ecstasy begun,
mounting passion shows the way,
to grace
bliss does come,
our binding done,
our bodies become one,
our love is such
we explode together,
down our path forever,
we begin our love,
with just a touch
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