My First Encounter Of Stepping On A Cloud Poem by Christal Kelly

The build up of just your mere reflection, lets my blood boil...so captivated in thought..wait I cant think straight..I'm lost in transition...
I hide the intensity I feel as you lay your hands on me Just a touch sends gravity under my feet..almost lifting me...
a sneak @ what I think is somewhat a cloud....
you ask for my hands, instantly I break into a palmsweat...Heat moving off steam...body moving closer to mine..
Lock in stare..cant believe this..a touch of petals on my lips..my eyes close..wait there is more...
a repeat this time I flow..eyes shut..an interwine..your scent..my anxiety..Im about to burst with butterflies thats what I see
I decend into the Clouds! ! !