Touching
Your hair touching my face is like a cool breeze on a spring day
your hands touching my skin are like cool waves lapping over the still beach
your lips touching mine are like all the flavors of life in a moment delivered with the
softness of a light rain
your eyes touching me walking over me feels like the rays of the sun on a beautiful
sunny day warm, relaxing
when our bodies touch its like fire meeting air after being without for so long
Copyright © Sabastin Gunner | Year Posted 2011
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