Blue Skies, White Clouds

Blue skies White clouds Without saying a thing You were so loud Lying there beside you Not knowing what to expect But oh, so anticipating What could be next You looked at me I smiled at you Our minds both wondering What we should do You reached out and touched my hair I felt myself almost melt It has been so long Since feelings like this I have felt You touched me with your fingers I touched you with mine As finally I tasted your kisses So sweet as aged wine Riding high on the wings of ecstasy Till our breath does run out On Blue skies With White clouds.