Beloved is my soul
Beloved is my undying infatuation
That I so readily feel grasping to know
How the taste that lingers remaining upon lips
Spins me, twirling into your arms
My guard is down upon ground
Like the way you lay velvet love upon my skin
I quiver with the chill only heated desire tickles me with
Sensuality of feather soft kiss
Brushing upon my skin
Blossoming with the bud of new found intimacy
Wanting to utter raw words
Only hearing with eyes
Hearing with touch
