Bac(K)

The warm wind of your breath swarms the top of my head My hair wrapped in your fingertips, grasping softly The smell of your welcoming envy My knees are going weak to the sound of your chest The sun is shining down upon us If we could only hold onto this moment forever... Butterflies are forming My skin is cold and rising A paradise island with the warm sun so inviting to the comfort of your own home The truth tastes so good Your lips melting in my mouth Thinking in my mind... Persuasive words A voice that trembles in the back of my mind Holding onto the railing Jumping from the bridge A cool current of silk covering my body My eyes stinging, full of wet The shore, warm to my feet A cool breeze trailing through me A piece of paradise... And could you believe, this is how you make me feel? Written August 26, 2008