Monday, September 21, 2009 one

The way you 
Hold your head
in your hands;
an upturned, saucy, smile
tells me all.

I want to be consumed by you;
each moment,
tied to you.

Your embrace
is what I long for.

Your face,
in my hands....

...Kissable lips,
so lightly, 


to love. 

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