The Essence of You
As I lay next to you and you looked at me.
I felt the tingle of your stare and the heat of your skin.
The folds of hair laying across your face with your head tilted so.
You shared with me that smile that could stop a million tears.
And your lips that could kiss a way a million more.
A firm stroke as your hand passed in my hair,
Your skin so milky white and pure as the sheets upon which we lay
Eyes so clear and full of life.
I still hear the echo of your laughter in my mind,
your voice in the halls of my memory.
Branded there with the essence of you,
burned in with the fire of your love.
I am forever marked and can see no other,
for in your beauty I am ruined.
No other could compare,
and a sin it would be to try.
[This message has been edited by First__Knight (edited 03-08-2000).]