Love Is... Poem by G.B. Smith

Whenever I think of the word love

I think of you

you have lifted my heart

when I was in the very depths of despair

and when you kiss my lips

I quiver with anticipation

I love the touch of your skin

it's so soft and moist

when we lie together

in love's grand ballet

my senses are heightened

I look into your eyes and swim

in the depth of your excitement

there are those times

when we're apart

I long for your moist desires

come with me to new heights

and feel love's passion

just one more time my love

I am here now in your arms

and taste the moods of love

Sigh...