There is nothing but mystery <br />Around every fleeting kiss <br />As we crawl on the beach <br />After prowling all night like cats, <br />I wish we were entwined on a city roof <br />Completely naked in the moonlight, <br />I’m not satisfied with anemic dreams <br />Or love making that utters quiet squeaks, <br />I’ve made offerings to Aphrodite, <br />Remember that when I fondle your breasts, <br />Our hearts are tangled in a sensual web, <br />There is water from soft lakes on your skin, <br />I’m going to dive into your soul and swim, <br />Let this relationship blossom into poetic myth, <br />Let future scholars interpret it, <br />Every lesson of illicit love will spring from our book.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/remember-that-when-i-fondle-your-breasts/
