A Burning Desire

by Whaley
(Jacksonville, Fl)

The heavenly glow of your skin and earthly tone of your eyes are as overwhelming as being trapped beneath an endless sea of water with no air.
You have the embracing glare of a thousand lonely nights being overcome by the warmth of a lovers arms.
Your sent is that of a sweet, musk that overwhelms the senses, and sets one's mind on a journey that could only be described in a dream within a dream.
I could only begin to imagine the taste of something so sweet. The only taste that could satisfy me would be that of your moist, warm lips being placed upon my own.
The thought of you sets me on fire.
I could die a thousand times and still await with endlessly tormenting need; the incomprehensibly sweet, subtle taste of Tee.