Butterfly Kisses ~ Romance #1
Brush your lips across my shoulders, like a summer breeze at noon.
Wake my arms with tender lightning, like a moth lit by the moon.
'Round my neck encircle gently, at the nape, beneath my hair.
Flutter long above my earlobe, like a butterfly midair.
There is nothing more delightful than a tickling kiss well placed.
In your arms I'll find contentment when you kiss me in no haste . . .
© 2008 Karen Beukema