9/9/2015      9:50 AM
                                                                                                                               
The Air That I Breath


And I lie here and 

dream of you 
Touching me through 

the silk and perfume
Musk and honeysuckle 

dew drops and rain
fragrance of you and me 
Fills my senses, 

intoxicates my brain
Each caress, 

a soft brush of desire 
My lips are parted 

moist and willing
To feel your passion 

fill me within
I see your face. 

Your smile. Your eyes.
The twinkle with 

a naughty rise
I bite my lips 

just slightly swollen 
I want that kiss 

not bought or stolen