The Magic Touch

obikelvin on Dec 23, 2010

The Magic Touch.

The caress of your fingers,

Is a feather down the small of my back.

A touch, sweet as the kiss of a child.

The gleam in your eyes,

As you see into my soul.

Reading my thoughts and desires.

All of my passion,

Lies here with you.

A stolen glance fans the fire.

A simple word from you,

Creates such a charge.

A spark my body requires.

My breath is stolen,

When your lips touch mine.

A reaction of which I’ll not tire.

My heartbeat quickens

With the mere thought of you.

And once again I feel the flames get higher.

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Comments (7)

UncleSammy on Dec 23, 2010
Nice post
gaby7 on Dec 23, 2010
Romantic!
webseowriters on Dec 23, 2010
Thanks buddy for such a wonderful share
Michael Eboh on Dec 23, 2010
nice read dear.
Eunice Tan on Dec 23, 2010
Full of magic.
Yovita Siswati on Dec 23, 2010
romantic poem!
The Quail 1957 on Dec 24, 2010
Very beautiful poem; it also reveals the inner you.

Hi there!