2.25.2013

The Way

The way you touch my hair
Gentle, hard, forgiving.
The way you move all of me there
As the world around us keeps spinning

The way our smiles dance together
Laughing, contented, free willing
The way we melt in the great wherever
As space moves us to coexisting

The way your eyes quiet my questions
Kind, strong, protecting
The way no words spill our intentions
As our senses are still persisting

The way you look into my thoughts
Seeing, deep, redeeming
The way you caress even broken parts
As night heats up to steaming

The way our stares know each other
Mischievous, sweet, blushing
The way we shudder when undercover
As our skin simmers to flushing

The way your strength shakes my senses
Quiet, potent, directing
The way soft smiles break your defenses
As each shift glides towards perfecting

The way you hug my hips tight
Light, secure, possessing
The way you see all of my delight
As the seconds keep us guessing

The way our dreams melt to each other
Seemless, consuming, yielding
The way we never seem to recover
As the minutes leave us reeling

The way your touch slowly matures
Knowing, confident, existing
The way my hand lays in yours
As we know time is just beginning