To savor you <br />if only for one hour-. <br />I tremble at the thought- <br />such sensuous sorrow. <br /> <br />Drinking you in, <br />the softness of your skin- <br />I tremble. <br /> <br />Your lips pressed to my palm- <br />my fingertips gliding along <br />your cheek and the nape <br />of your neck and then <br />down the full length <br />of your lower back. <br /> <br />To kiss your face, <br />to feel your embrace, <br />and then the soft rain <br />of my tears when we part- <br />I tremble.<br /><br />William Jackson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sensuous-sorrow/
