Eyes Shut
by BlueWolf 1/07
Blind I move forward
Until our lips embrace
One hand moves to her shoulder
One caresses her face
Fingertips can only tell
How flawless her skin
The run of her hair
The bump of her chin
Breath drenched in fine wine
Warm from the fire below
Sultry whispers suggestive
Senses yearning for more
Slow unto a sunrise
Shut eyes begin to open
Catch a sight of this princess
Steal a glimpse of her emotion
Calming becomes the urge
Dim the thoughts of how I’ve missed her
Once again sweet to see
She smiles when I kiss her.
