Gentle breezes blow
my mind begains to stray
boredom grows
my thoughts begain to sway
i long for your embrase
press your lips to mine
hads corress your face
your curves so fine
i miss your warming smile
your body next to mine
cuddling for a while
sipping on your wine
lips do touch to set a spark
toungs interwine
heating up the dark
tingles up your spine
moans of passion fill the night
lust is in the air
everythings so right
running hands through your hair
pleasure sets the pace
two hearts as one
minds do race
all lies are done
Ryan Smith
