Visions Of Heather Poem by Heather Kemper

There she was
standing off in the rain.
Beautiful...
she took my breath away.
How long had it been
since her body was next to me
since the taste of her skin
was forever burned into my mind?
The smell of her hair,
the way she felt next to me.
Kissing her body
till it set my soul on fire.
As I reach out to her she smiles,
her face wet glowing and inviting.
Finally her lips touch mine
and I'm once again taken to...
.... Heaven.
Bathed is sweet drops
enthralled with desire.
Her body begging me
....set me afire.
As the cooling rain
adds sensation to touch
standing here in my arms..
I want her so much,
To take her right here
under the sky.
To show her I need her,
want her as mine.
To touch her,
caress her,
make her moan with desire.
As I bring her past now
then take her higher.
Take her to where no one else is
deep deep inside her
shes pulling me in.
Standing there in the pouring rain
more breath taking than ever.
It's impossible to capture
that vision of Heather.


2/15/2007