Hers:
his touch... The fingertips, the skin, the smell...
His kiss... My knees bend. It's heaven or it's hell...
The love, the passion, all of them enclosed.
That's what I have in my own eyes so openly exposed.
His:
Her eyes, posed on me, opening a window to her soul.
Her lips, telling silent words I try to get.
her neck, offered to my kisses.
her arms, wrapped around me to keep close.
Her skin against mine, electricity passing from one to the other...
And the morning arrives, light shows 2 lovers, opening their eyes, cuddling, smiling.
