Whilst your bones were brushing mine
The sweetest lighting aroused my spine.
Of course I wanted you to press a rose into my lips-
Shyness stopped me.
Of course I desired your kiss!
You holding me close
Whilst I tasted your lips
Didn’t rid me of my longing, yearning, desire
For more than your lips.
I have spent all week anticipating the moment I would kiss you,
Let you touch me,
Let you satisfy me with you mouth,
Make love to you.
Copyright © Electra Rose January 2016