One night, like this one, the moon was out – full, beautiful and bright against the blackness of the night sky. It was then that I wrote this poem, over a year ago, and it is only now that I’ve gathered up enough courage to share it with you.
I hope that everyone is able to feel the greatness of the moon….
Just as the palm of your hand grazes the back of my neck,
The warmth of your touch sending sensual interpretations down my spine,
As you push my hair to the side to expose my sensitive spot,
And then place a kiss at the nape of my neck with those soft, warm, full lips.
That kiss follows with another, and another, and another,
Sending little bursts of sensual energy down my spine,
Bringing me to a new high—that soulfully sensual connection
That touches deep –my heart, my mind, my soul
As if we’re the last two living beings of all of the life in the universe.
Our connection would then be strengthened face to face,
Where you take the time to stroke my face and place a kiss on each of my eyelids.
I exhale a small breath, one that speaks from deep within my soul and open my eyes.
That’s when I realize you’ve touched me, without touching me at all.
I want you to touch me again, to the depths of my soul.