It is something we all follow,
A guardian in the schedule of life,
One that can cause great strife.
We are all running before it passes,
There... yet we can not touch,
Only memory holds the truth of such.
As expected as the blink of an eye,
As dreaded of a love's passing by.
Time is all around,
Something that will never change.
An everlasting curtain drawn upon a stage.
His skin as smooth as silk.
Your breathe against my neck,
The moistness of your lips still lying upon mine.
Your body pressed against my soft frame,
In this passion I feel no shame.
Your fingertips graze my breast,
A desire burns deep within my soul,
At this moment you have total control.
I feel the warmth that spreads into engulfing flames,
As the chills run up my spine,
I know it is only a matter of time until it is pleasure we both find.
Our bodies melt into one another,
A thrusting of soft aggression not intended to smother.
Light sweat covers our bodies blanketing upon pure desire,
Our deep unity... a lasting fire.
Mountains and waves that send shocks through my veins,
end in a gasp for air and a sweet embrace.
Not only did you say those three words I love to hear,
You just showed me how much it is true,
I hope you know how much I love you too.