(Reposted 7/7/2010)
Standing still, eyes closed, I sense you.
Laying still I feel you. Ever closer.
A touch, a kiss, the heat inbetween.
The energy coming off of skin.
A trace, a nip, giving in.
You breath and sigh a happy sigh. At least I think it is.
You breath and realize... the need for escape.
Letting go is not your way.
~Jules
Most of my 2009 posts are being reposted in 2010. Old, but new posts. :)
ReplyDeleteEnjoy!
~Jules