I close my eyes,
and think about your lips;
they quiver to the tips of the fingers on my hand
I am a woman with a secret plan I need/want to carry out.
You are my mission......impossible...at first
I feel an energy flow...flow..
let it all go, close your eyes
warmth, body parts are nice, yours ..hmmmmmm
what makes you warm?
the sun on your skin or a summer storm?
rain, rain, on your face, rain,
that you can taste slowly,
as it drips down your lips
like a kiss from the one you love
You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.
[This message has been edited by RainbowGirl (edited 08-18-99).]