Steam

The long sought after kiss, a terrible thing to waste
The lover's hug, the passion of the embrace
The curve of her breast as she stretches her back again
Dark tresses against the palest of skin
Lover's voice singing soft and mild
Playful wrestling when life gets wild
Her lovely face caught in sleep
Eyes by candle or moonbeam, so lovely and deep
To feel her fingers running through my hair
The warmth of her body in the cold air

To realize why you love so true
Is to realize there is nothing you wouldn't do...

12/20-21/98