Touch

 

At first it is the eye’s glance

Then it becomes the mind’s trance

It flows like a rush of blood from the heart

Finding an entrance is the start

Through words of love it’s earned

And lonely nights it’s yearned

Pleasure is its hidden treasure

At heights that simply cannot be measured

Skin so soft it feels like heat

Curves turn but soon they meet

Nerves overpowered

Wet bodies in the shower

A slow caress on favorite places

Hands hold delicate faces

Like electricity it bolts into you

And like fire it escapes from you

Watching the power of your spirit

From their moans you can hear it

Knowing they feel love

The beauty of the whitest dove

Euphoria is streaming like water

The passion grows even hotter

Moist lips on bare skin

Up and down, out and in

Hours pass, but minutes it seems

Better than your wildest dreams

Soaked with their essence

Sleeping with their presence

A warm sun glow enters the room

The light begins to loom

A soft grasp, a gentle rub

A simple kiss shows so much love

Deep inside it’s embraced

And through a touch it escapes

 

                                                Jake Belmont 7-3-03