Tender Memories

If I were to see your face,
Shinning in the sun,
Glistening from the waters edge,
I want to be your only one.

The sun goes down,
As we go for a night time swim,
I can hear you breathing but cannot see you,
Because the light is growing dim.

It's dark under the night sky,
As we both swim and float,
The water swirls around us,
As you hold me tight and close.

The coldness starts to reach me,
And I begin to shiver,
You take my hand and pull me closer,
Which gives me such a quiver.

You rest your chin on my neck,
And start to kiss me sweetly,
I love the way you act on feelings,
So smooth, soft and discreetly.

Your rough spiky chin,
Is covered with thick stubble,
The feeling I get when I touch it,
Is ever so subtle.

If I were to see your face again,
Shinning in the sun,
I'd look back on tender memories,
And dream for hundreds more to come.