Cleanse my soul
Morning rains of November
Birds singing not
For our ear's pleasure
Today
Just another sleepy
Rainy Day.

I wake
To heavenly feelings
Of your lovely head
Resting upon my bare chest.

My eyes are graced
With the loveliness, of your smile
You're gently, coming out
of your heavenly dream.

I can't resist
as my lips place a kiss
Upon your forehead
Good morning my angel
I whispered, under my breath.

I see you
Gently stretching
From east to west
I hold your angelic face
Within the grasp of my hands.

A barrage of sensuous
Succulent kisses
I'll apply upon your face
As I embrace you deeper
Into the warmth of my desires.

We take each other
Into ecstasy
As we reach, for the infinity
Of treasured moments
Deep within our thought's past
With your lips
You take my breath away.


By William Bonilla
11/13/04