Eyes closed, I see you
Laying here, looking at me
Across canyons of pillows,
Awareness growing of
Who we are, and
Where we can go.
I wonder what your mouth
Will taste like and your
Skin will smell like.
I feel your touch
As you answer a plea
To dance with me.
Between dance and kiss
There is a moment when
the world stops and the
Only thing between us is
Anticipation – your lips
on mine – a moment
So intense, it hangs in the air
As it pulls us closer.
A moment so perfect, that
When it comes to an end,
We realize that it’s only
A beginning. I want you to
Kiss me the same way the
Red sun kisses the sky.
Beautifully.
Magically.
Softly.
Each night when we kiss
I leave a poem on your lips.
I hear it each morning as
I rise and realize I love you
In ways hopeless romantics
Want to be loved, and I hold
You in ways the moon wishes
It could embrace the sun.