Slap Tickle

Will you hold me, when you get the chance?

Make me feel better….

Could I spend some time falling

asleep with my head on your bosom?

Listening to your heartbeat,

Feeling your wet heat,

and just trying to make the moment last,

Our life here on earth goes by too fast.

Moments passed,

Are never to be lived again,

They are only re-created,

but never exactly the same,

The feelings we had are now all traded,

For a few minutes of slap, tickle and sigh,

In this different place in time,

I’m in a different frame of mind,

But it’s still you and it’s still me,

And it’s still just a ride for one of us,

But, for me it was so much more.

Yeah, for me it was so much more.

Thom B. Williams April 25 2006