I remember the stimulating feeling
Of the lips as they part mine
The rhythmic pounding
Of my racing heart
The tenderest caress
Of mine pressed to yours,
The smallest tremble
As we begin to explore
The fluttering passion
Of your tongue touching mine,
The slow, erotic dance
Of seduction so divine
The tingle of moisture
Of your body against mine
The silent submission
Of hearts entwined
All the exciting feeling
Of a lover's bliss,
The currents of romance
Of a true Love's first kiss.
Dorian Petersen Potter
AKA LadyDP2000
copyright@2002