Tangible Love

Nourish me
Caress my soul
I have to feel your skin at 3 am
I need to touch my lips to yours and let our tongues entwine like braided rope
I run my hands across your landscape
I draw my fingers over the vastness of your back
You lay there, unmoving
The stillness of the moment sustains us
I tread my tips along the uneven terrain that is your hips and kiss my way back up into your arms
I close my eyes and dream of love like little children dream of Santa Claus on Christmas Eve
Eyes full of wonder
Tonight I believe