Soft and sensual with a delicate touch
Slightly parted, not much
A light speck of breeze
A light rustle through the trees
A touch of sweet ecstasy
As they waver and then meet
Our touch is light and sweet
They open and our tongues embrace
My eyes see the expression on your face
As I fall against your chest
You hold me, I feel at rest
All except the rush of joy
That slips past the rest to toy
You step back, they open to speak
But nothing comes out, I feel weak
Those lips of yours so full of bliss
As we move in again for another kiss