POETRY: YOU TOUCH YOUR LIPS TO MINE

Its like a wisper in the wind
Calling me to you
Making me come back each time you call
I try to fight the urge to love you
But it always wins
I find my self staring into your eyes
When I'm trying to say goodbye
I just can't go, you're in control
Something always stops me
I think its our love for each other.


2
You touch your lips to mine...
An indescribable pain begins at the center of my heart
and races throughout my body.
It captures my breath.
Takes hold of my limbs.
Battles my will not to cry.
My mind argues this intruder,
saying its secret is a lie.
But the pain is triumphant,
revealing the denied secret...
You will never feel the same as I.

A kiss from you,
and I die.



3

It's been a while now
since the last time I saw you
but each day that passes by
I can't help it...
I still think of you.

Do you ever think of me?

It's been a while now
since the last time we shared a kiss,
but when I lick my lips
I can still taste
your irresistable kiss.

Do you remember mine?

It's been a while now
since the last time I told you...
I love you.
But even though I can't say it anymore,
it doesn't mean that I've stopped.

Do you love me?

It's been a while now
since the last time you were in my bed,
but I still remember watching you sleep
as I lay awake in the middle of the night.

Do you ever miss that?

It's been a while now
since the last time you held me in your arms
but I can still feel your touch
whenever I close my eyes.

Do you feel it too?

I know it's been a while now
but I can't help it.
Everything reminds me of you,
because I am still
Very Much In Love With You!



4

She walks along, thinking of a time when all is well.
A time when the one thing;
The only thing she feels... is life
Will come to her
A time when she will walk
Hand in hand on a beach,
with the sand between her toes.
Sitting at a table for two,
Gazing across the candles
At his beautiful eyes...
Spending late nights looking up at the sky;
Making a wish on each star
For each other...

A time when every moment
Every breath... step... heartbeat...
Is remembered...
Cherished... since they are together.

She continues along.
Dreaming of walking down the isle;
Holding her fathers' arm.
And thinking that now, he won't be the only man in her life.
Making her vows
And being a married lady.
Going on a honeymoon
To the one place she hold priceless in her heart.
A time when she will be carried
Through the threshhold of a new house.
A time when there will be no more searching
For destiny...

She thinks of compassion... beauty... all the things she has
And all the things that her heart will have
She will have him forever..
She thinks of love.



5


Thinking Of You....

What would you be doing at this time?
Every moment I keep thinking the same thing...

I have left my heart somewhere
And now it appears to have become your shadow.
It refuses to come back to me.
But, how could this be true?
You were never here and I was never there.
How did you work wonders on me?

Your thoughts seem to keep me awake
Into the wee hours of the lonely nights.
They don?t even let me do anything
Even during the busy times of broad daylight.
How do I spend my life?
What should I do to end this grief?

Wherever I turn and whatever I do,
I have always your presence felt.
My eyes don?t seem to be taking in
Anything else except you.
You seem to have cast your charm upon me.
How do I break this magic spell?

There must be some intoxication
In every letter that forms your name.
There must be some numbing passion
In your sweet caring voice.
I seem to get lost in your dreams
And every moment I spend in your thoughts.

Are you even thinking about me?
Will you be able to look me straight in the eye,
Judge my feelings and utter few words?
Did you ever think about the emotional ties,
Or are you just having a good laugh
As you see that I am losing my mind?

What would you be doing at this time?
Every moment I keep thinking the same thing.



6

Have you seen my dreams
Playing in your eyes?
Have you seen my hands
Touching your dreams
In my eyes?

It is too simple and clear
After all those smiles
To comprehend your hands
Screaming the loveliness
Your presence radiates.

Hold me for another moment
In the shadow of your hands
Making me so happy like a child
In this Springtime of dreams?


7
She doesn't think she's pretty,
rather that she is quite plain.
I tell her, "No, you're beautiful,
and every time I see you, I fall in love again."

She thinks her voice sounds funny,
she says it's like a child's.
I tell her, "I think it's sexy
and every time I hear it, my passions... they go wild."

She says her eyes are such a strange hue
The color is hard to discern.
I say that makes them magical
and to be lost in them, I yearn.

She says she's not a young woman.
Her hair is no longer dark.
She knows little about love
and she's not sure how to give her heart.

I run my fingers through her hair
and tell her, "I do not care
if your hair is no longer dark
For we'll learn about love together, I know you'll do your part."

She says, " I'll try your patience.
Sometimes I can obsess."
I just smile and say, "No,
I never would have guessed."

She looks into my eyes and smiles,
then snuggles into my arms.
She says, "You must be quite blind and mad to think you love me so.
I'm afraid one day you will clearly see and then you will go."

I kiss her forehead, my smile pressed into her white hair
and say, "I may not be sane,
I never claimed to be but," I whisper,
"For the first time in my life...I clearly see."