Words are Only Words
They slide past my lips, slowly, sensuously,
enticing, igniting imagination.
You can almost feel them, a whisper of passionate wishes,
as I draw them from the depths of desirous experience.
They reach through and pull you in, wrap your mind in a fog,
making you wish to be lost in beautiful thoughts.
But they are only words love.
I have a heart that beats, willing me to live fully
A soul which stirs among infinite love,
and so I struggle to find words which capture emotion,
to find an expression which touches the vastness
of the human experience.
So until your lips crush against mine; a passionate play,
A breathless sigh which means kiss
Until your hands touch my flesh,
making me come alive and defining the word touch.
Until your eyes look deeply into mine,
finding the reflection of your truest self.
Until your heart feels the love for which it beats,
as you feel the warmth of unconditional love wrap around you.
They are only words love, they are only words.