His Touch©
Copyright 1998, 2016
By Felina Silver Robinson
He touches her heart
with each word that slips through his lips
He kisses her neck as she sits at the window
What is she thinking of, he can only imagine
She thinks of his softness, and awaits his touch
He turns her towards him
Their eyes meet
The power of their connection forced their kiss
The kiss so electrifying they fell to the floor
Such bliss brings on tomorrow
Until their sweet lips meet again
The Writings of Felina Silver 
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