The Nape of Her Neck

I can visualize you on your side, sleeping Gently, I lift the hair from your shoulders To expose the nape of your neck It whispers, quietly sings a sensual song My lips gently touching your skin, we dance My tongue ventures into the valley The nape of your neck, indented, erotic Eyes fixed, I see your body respond Your skin tone reveals red, passion You gasp, quitely your body reacts No words are spoken, yet you speak loudly I can smell, I can taste the desire The nape of your neck, calls my name ~Rick Berry