Touch Me
With, your, tongue.
Whisper me, a rhyme !
Spell me, a sonnet.
Caress my lips......
With your words.
Let your, echoes, ..... linger.
Let me fill your world
With my being.
For emotions, elude me.
And lost love.
Is just, a tearful reminder.
And
Is bitter sweet.
So come......
Touch, me
With your majik
Giajl © Jim Love