Is It Much To Ask

Oh- my heart can not contain its rhythm And my thoughts, yes my thoughts are moments of your smile, your face, your touch Is it much to ask from you to stay, yes stay for little while longer Is it much to ask for you to hold my hand, yes just to hold my hand for a little while longer I can feel the warmth rise within me Your hand press against mine You pulling me closer My hand pressed against your chest You kiss my wrist You kiss my neck You caress my face seeing you with Your smiling eyes feeling Your breath on my cheek feeling Your heartbeat vibrating against the palm of my hand letting Your lips touch my ear and whispering, yes whispering those words that I long to hear : Oh- my heart, it can not contain its rhythm And my though, yes all my thoughts of this moment, yes this very moment I will not forget; though time, yes time, may wither all flesh and bone, I still feel your heart beating on my hand, your kiss upon my wrist, your hand upon my face, your smiling eyes, and your lips press against my ear whispering the words, yes, those words I longed to hear-