Dream Touch

Dream Touch

With touch as light as feather fall
Breath warms you from within
Dew drops glisten beckoning
On light and glowing skin
Amber cascade falls down your neck
My fingers deftly snared
Soft caress on graceful curves
Sensations soft and sweet
Pulsing rhyme of hearts blood flows
Rich intoxicating wine
Eyes of silvery emerald roam
Following sensual lines
A voice in honeyed whisper speaks
Of thought nearly divine
Cloaking shrouds of dampened air
Ethereally entwined
Rising fires run from deep within
Fueling passions sigh
Through the dreams I reach for you
Eternally alive.

R.W.W.
Banfiadh copyright 2006

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