By Nora Jaber
Copyright 2012 Nora Jaber
With a broken promise it begins every time
as desire sweeps in and takes over our minds
Like thunder it shatters all thoughts from before
to a place that’s our own, we then go for more.
In oceans of longing I yearn for your touch
until with your lips, my figure you brush;
a shiver you cause; I now throb for you
for your voice, for your kiss, the things that you do.
then like velvet your tongue draws its path on my skin
with a taste of my lips is where you begin
in the curve of my neck, you next plant a kiss
wherever I feel you, I 'm showered in bliss
your name is a song that your touch makes me sing