Longing for fingers <br />to touch <br />to trace patterns <br />on skin <br />to love in wild <br />passionate hues... <br />from twilight till dawn <br />entangled in arms <br />legs spilling over legs <br />bergoning, <br />hungry kisses <br />igniting and <br />reigniting fires <br />wrapping limbs around chest <br />running hands <br />along contours <br />startling awake, <br />hearts... <br /> <br />Belonging to another <br />soulfully <br />naturally <br />artfully <br />blurring doubts <br />unfolding <br />mysteries. <br /> <br />copyright @ 12/07/2005<br /><br />Diana Newsome<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/along-contours/
