Some tracings sing,
Hot breath lips tongue...
She watches me
In the dreamtime...
Why does it happen,
so very often...
Not caress, nor
nudge, nor even tap...
When we are together
i love you...
My lover, my soul, you make me feel whole.
Your touch sets my body on fire, like the flame on...
Fountains mingle with rivers,
and rivers with ocean...
No skin of silk,
No atar of rose...
I want to drink of you,
to drown in you...
Lips fragranced with pomegranate and honey draw...
Rivers of water flow from the well of her passion...
Your body is a pool
That caresses my skin...
You are my someone
to hold tight at night...