Your fingertips caress my face
And I am losing
Losing my fight to mean “No”
I am resting in your arms
You gaze down at me
You know not of your power
Nor of my knowing I am lost
Lost if your lips touch mine
Lost if you stay close

Your fingertips caress my face
Tilting my chin upwards
I am lost in your eyes
I am bewildered
Fear of your kiss fights a longing
Longing to know you
Longing for that kiss
That kiss of loving passion
Passion to transform my world
Passion crackling in the air
Surrounding us in arcs of electricity

Your fingertips caress my face
I am holding my breath
Crystal clear eyes entrance me
I need your lips against mine
Too slowly you move
My heartbeat is all I know
Kiss me

Your fingertips caress my face
Your lips brush mine
Tenderly
Nervously
Loving me
I return your kiss
Igniting the passion I feel in you
Long dormant
Despairing of finding a mate
Lightning strikes explode
Kisses mount on kisses
Hungry
Breathless
Imploring
Exploring
Lips and tongues in fiery fusion
Moaning harmonies of desire

Your fingertips caress my face
In a brief moment of gazing
Revelling in sensations previously unfelt
Daring to believe such kisses are real
Are possible
Are wanted
Are inexhaustible
Loving desire overcomes once more
Kisses rain down
A torrent unstoppable
Yielded to
Passion unexpected and unquenchable