The Moment

By Saint Michael

I run my hands in your long hair,

And whisper sofly in your ear,

I Tell you how I feel inside,

You tell me things you thought you'd hide,

I slowly kiss your silky chest,

You purr so softly and a deep breath,

I run my lips along your breasts,

 
You hold my tightly as we soar,

Knowing I remain alone no more,

After which we sit and talk,

I've found the love in which I sought

email