A soft touch of the hand
A tender kiss on the lips...
I can't help but imagine
what making love to you is like...
Having you to watch over me,
giving me the strength i need...
In the valley of the dead
I will find you...
I cannot see you,
But I feel you...
We shed clothes that draw boundary,
Four bare hands on bare skin...
In cadence with your dreams,
Illusion...
Blue flame burning throwing shadows on the walls
Mimicing writhing movements of a forgotten dance...
The water rushed between my toes
As i stood in the ocean...
My feelings and thoughts were
very commercial...
I touch your hand
I caress your thigh...
When you sit there and wonder where your life went
And think about how and where the time was spent...