Tuesday, August 12, 2008

This Kiss...



We stood in the doorway
His hands on my waist
The clock tickling loudly
Almost in haste

He moved in closer
His eyes locked in mine
I long for his kiss
For just a moment in time

His lips meet mine
And I feel the sensation
No longer must I wait
To give into the sweet temptation

My knees go weak
My palms become sweaty
I go back to that place
I have been so many times already

The world disappears
All that's left is him and I
And as we pull away
I feel as though I could fly

1 comment:

  1. intense! luved all the poems. but i see that ur last post is in aug. hope its not coz of lack of readers. please do write more frequently.

    and thnx for visiting my blog and the comment. i write only once in a blue moon and they are mostly twists of reality :)

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