Your hand gently cupping my cheek
The other on the small of my back
Pulling me close to You
my arms over Your shoulders
Crossed behind Your neck
One hand in Your hair
Our lips locked in a passionate kiss
Our bodies tingling with pleasure
Our faces glowing with passion
my eyes closed, savoring each moment
Your eyes open, gazing at me lovingly
Memorizing every detail
This stolen moment lasting forever
Our vision cloudy as we pull apart
Focusing only on each other
This is greater, in its description of the moment, than anything even Shakespeare could have written in Romeo and Juliet. I suspect that there really is no end to your constantly amazing talent, and I am glad of it, because I am looking forward to more poems from you.
Starward