The Kiss

Well here we are alone for that very first time ,

and the sun is now setting on the water  line.

I am looking into your eyes as I slightly shake,

and I try to decide whats the right move to make.

They are like deep waters that dance and shine,

engulfing me as they look right back into mine.

Caress slowly your face without one spoken word,

but know in our hearts all things felt and are heard.

Running my hand through you hair with a slow rush,

overcome with  passion and turning loose its gush.

Heart pounding and hearing it pulse in my ears,

playing it in my mind as the magical moment nears.

Feeling your warmth and that look in your eyes,

god... the explosion of the passion and soul's ties.

Sensing the greatness...  of the moment at hand,

knowing the ensuing moment be wonderfully grand.

I slowly tilt my head forward and begine to move in,

and I kiss your cheek gently as  excitement begins.

Sliding down gently quicklythen kissing your lips,

then taking the top one in and gently caressing it.

Now move to the other and take it in my mouth too,

as the fire begins swelling with my feelings for you.

Now the toungues begin dancing so slowly at first,

then quicker till taster with all that they're worth.

Seeming forever and then stopping yet little ones,

knowing the taste and the intimacy that comes.

Then holding and basking in that moment shared,

knowing its greatness as our souls were bared.

Dennis Thompson 12-15-2004