The mere thought of his presence
Lips soft as the petals that brush my face
They taste like mystery and romance
The sweet scent of honeysuckles- teasing that summer is here
Confirmed by the melodic tune of the birds singing with grace
Counting stars and dreaming of dreams
The embrace of love from the moon's beams
Red wine hits my lips
The hint of summer rain in the distance
Thunder and lightening catch our chemistry
The tenderness of his essence
Fingertips tracing the map that my body makes
Clouds of vanilla fill my lungs
Drunk from each breath he takes
The Universe hears the rhythm of our hearts
Open eyes- into my soul he can see
His hair falling on my neck
His skin tastes like the sweet tides of the sea
He smells the lavender of my skin
As he gently whispers the lyrics of my favorite song in my ear
The dawn is drawing near
Chills of satisfaction race down our bodies
My breath catches the dew
Relishing in pure delight of the night
Mourning
doves singing- telling him, that he is my love
