Gentle breezes blow
My mind begins to stray
Boredom grows
My thoughts began sway
I long for your embrace
Press your lips to mine
Hands caress your face
I miss your warming smile
Your body next to mine
Cuddling for a while
Sipping on your wine
Lips do touch to set a spark
Tongues to intertwine
Heating up the dark
Tingles up the spine
Moans of passion fill the night
Lust is in the air
Everything so right
Running hands through your hair
Pleasure sets the pace
Two hearts as one
Minds do race
All lies are done.
Ryan W Smith
August 28th, 2007
