Wednesday, February 23, 2011

When I Kiss You

When I Kiss You

When I kiss you,
Sometimes I peek.
But most often,
I use my other senses.

I taste the delicate
Clear water that
Slips from yours lips,
To moisten mine.

I hear the light
Intake of your breath,
As my hand pulls you
Closer to me.

I smell the scent that
is yours and yours alone,
As it fills the space that
We are sharing together.

I feel the skin of your
Cheek, your jaw, your neck,
Then the light silky threads
as my fingers slide into your hair.

Ken Goree

1 comment:

  1. You said to write when something pleases me...
    When one finds that person with whom even the faintest scent touches your soul, it feels as though you were made for such a time as this.