Intimacy.

by Lisa Mari   Jul 18, 2006


The thought of your hands touching me,
the smell of your skin,
amazes me,
frightening me,
Intimacy is a scary word,
related to love,
A man and a women.
You and me.

Many people think of
intimacy as sex,
but to me it's a way of showing love.
The thought of your hands,
the small of your skin,
your kisses,
amazes me,
two hearts beats as one.

To be intimacy I need trust,
I need time,
I need you to wait,
It can take time,
but I promise you,
I will show you
how much I love you.

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