Against The Wall Poem by Rising Morning Star

You gaze into my eyes as we're pressed against the wall, my hand touches your face, your name I softly call.. you then give me a rose, I brush the petals gently across your lips, my eyes still locked on yours as your hands slide to my hips, I can feel the breath of air you take before our lips meet, so close in this embrace, I can feel your heart beat, I can feel your every reaction as your heart gently beats against my chest, each clam thump, each passionate pound, is simply the best. You softly kiss my neck and whisper in my ear, the sound of your voice is so beautiful and comforting to hear. As we share this beautiful kiss in this dimly lit hall, I'm so happy to be with you here, pressed against the wall...