My Love of You
As I think of you I am swept away to my
imagination...
You come to me in all my dreams...
Holding me , touching , making me yours.
You have hands of steel I melt at your touch.
As you take me in your arms I feel as if my breath has forsaken me.
My heart races as you put your arms around me, holding me so very close.
I tremble as you touch my hair,
As your hands touch my back sending shivers down my spine.
Our lips meet in anticipation of the passion we hold.
You are tasting my lips as I taste yours,
simple bliss from which the boundaries take us to a height of pleasure.
As I run my fingers through your hair and down the back of your neck,
you shiver as well.
The love I have for you pouring into you as I kiss you passionately.
Wanting you as no other,
Take me ,
for I am yours...
You may never know my touch
or my softness,
but you will have my heart and soul forever....
I am yours...
Completely...
Athena Beauchamp
Copyright 1999 ACB
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