Copyright 1995 



I have a picture

of you in my mind

hold you close to me

pleasures I would find


Fingers through your hair

a sensual kiss

Your hips next to mine

supreme state of bliss


Much has caught my eye

as you come and go

I would reach for you

and I want you to know


I feel you draw close

then you pull away

please let me touch

you want me to stay


You have a sweet smile

and I love your hands

delicious torment

I'm too weak to stand


The rhythm of you 

your clean, strong scent

you make me dizzy

I will never be spent


Behind my closed eyes

the sight of you persists

let me taste your lips

we're shadows in the mist