I'M Sorry

A capacious smile glows with shine; as aqua green eyes become conjoined to mine; Pearls guard ripe red lips; that gleam with wine. hands take hold, hers in mine. Souls grapple emotion; gripping the moment; encompassing the time that stands still in their minds; the nature of pruriency reveals a passionate essence of taboo; bodies manifest a physical disposition of lustful desire. Tongues stalk skin softly; whille hands explore new frontiers; gaining intimate familiarity, with a smooth, velvet terrain; warm as a snow covered rose. Emerald orbs gaze into blue skies; exposing a labyrinth of lies; there is a love she can not fake. This is a chance I will not take. I'm sorry.