Ecstacy
I gently stroke you skin with my finger tips,
my eyes gazing into yours.
I await the taste of your lips,
for what seems like hours.
We hold each other closely,
in a gentle passionate embrace.
Our hands moving gently,
I caress your beautiful face.
When we are intimate like this,
fireworks explode in my mind.
Knowing that your love is,
forever mine.
We hold each others hands,
as we float into ecstacy.
Then I see you put on your wedding band,
as you are walking through the doorway.
By MississippiMan
© 2006 MississippiMan
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