Baby touch me...
kiss and caress me.
Trail your fingers on my cheek
down the curve of my neck.
Across my breast,
up the hill of my hip,
over my thigh,
between my legs...
Bite me but softly,
grab my hips and pull me towards you.
Skin on skin,
Lips, together.
Bodies pressing.
Intertwined in a passionate bliss,
much like our first kiss.
You massage my back,
taking from me the pain long felt.
Yet again running,
fingers up my spine so gently,
I shiver,
Eyes closing to remember this,
this passion, content, no longer longing.
Time passes,
while your touch weakens.
Ceasing to kindle that fire,
gone, all gone,
as well as your hands
from my soft skin.
The memory of your lips.
The feel of your hips.
I sigh as I walk away now,
my choice yet it still hurts.
Remembering fondly that touch,
that caress.
Love of mine.
Think of me kindly, don't miss me.
Believe simply that we had a fire,
but the door is shut now,
cutting off the air that fead it.
Baby you've done your part,
but now its time for a new start.

When I see  a bird take its first flight,
When I hear a baby's first cry,
When I notice the butterflies,
I smile for me.

When I read those old letters,
When I see their precious gifts,
When I feel shaken by the loss,
I smile for me.

When I remember their  breath ,
When I miss their caressing hands,
When I think of their smile,
I smile for me.

When I look at me in the mirror,
When I do my hair and eyes,
When I notice my lips,
I smile for me.

When I feel two hearts beating,
When I see two souls meeting,
When I see those eyes shining,
I smile for me.

When I feel honest,
When I help someone,
When I achieve my goals,
I smile for me.

When I see so many colors,
When I hear so many sounds,
When I smell your divine,
I smile for me.