Wednesday, June 28, 2006

The Dance

Do you remember how it was?
How it felt?
That flush of new love,
heart-rapping, breathe-stealing.
Every touch electric,
every kiss a bolt of heart-stopping lightening.
Your face flushing warm, loins ache,
slow exploration of new territory,
hands slip beneath cloth
finding spots that set you free,
drove you wild, expanded your soul.

I'd like to relive young love with you,
if you'll have me.

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