to all that have had lip's explore them,,,,and wish for more in thought.

it is the simplist thing i know, it does not speak, with word's, but the imgination of it thrills the soul, excites the moment's, and hush's me with it's brief interlude,

i can not separate fact from fiction, it travles through me, around me and on my very skin it give's me and adventure,

mt amazement, come's with my eye's that gentle close, by the near thought of it, i am chilled at this moment, deep beat's thumles, through my heart, with rapid rhythm, and it's a chase,

when does it not give me satisfaction, and he imposes that on me as a thought, a memory, and a rolling of the eye's as i see it coming my way, you see his lip's do that to me, and i forever more will think of know greater pleasure of love, a gift so simple, and so true .

i am in thought of him, as he is in thought of me, my simple pleasure,,,,,