The depth of your eyes as
We kiss and caress
the shape of a breast traced
Through fabric of a dress
Sighs of pleasure as
Fingers trace a track
Of tingling skin down
The centre of a back
Soft lips on lips
With tender care
The depth of your eyes
As we surface for air
This is so special yet
It only just begins
Surely in time
Who dares wins
Eyes locked on eyes
Both of us know
Just for the present
Time for one of us to go.
