The way you touch
I love the way you touch me; so caring, smoothing and so warm. I could feel the warmth thru your hands that come from your heart. The warmth which could make me melt like an ice had already touch my heart. The way you touch me has translated that you really love me more than you love yourselves. I could hear "I Love You" from your heart and sound of your sweet whispering makes me happy and all I could think of is YOU. Nothing and No one in this world can be compare to my happiness when I'm in your hands. People say that Saint had miracle hands on the sick but you have your miracle hands on me. You make feel love again.
The way you kiss
Bit by bit; slow with passion;
Slowly, you embraced me with your charm round my neck and caress my hair, my face, my shoulder, my back, my waist and my hip while kissing me. The kiss we had was so strong and passionate. Never could I forget the way you looked at me for I was sinking into your eyes.
You said "you aint kissing me but you are whispering to me in my mouth".
The sound of a kiss is not as loud as a cannon but its echo lasts! A kiss that's never been tasted is forever and ever wasted. I have tasted your kiss and I will always remember it in my heart for I will always hear the echo of our kiss.
Candles doesn't last forever but its was once beautiful and sweet.
Precious LynN
Friday, January 07, 2005