Kiss of the Wind

A gentle wind caresses my neck, your kiss.
The sun’s warmth covers me, my naked flesh.
I miss you when you are away.
The warmth I desire, the touch I crave.

I miss passion filled moments when your eyes look into mine.
Scaring me with their depths, an intriguing design.
Betraying every thought that crosses your mind.
Building a bridge between us, a path, a road.
Traveled by many, courage unfolds.

Braving stormy seas hand in hand, venturing out into uncharted land.
Many have succeeded, even more have failed.
The intrigue of lust, in love they paled.
The flush of the lovers cheeks become white
The rush to touch turns to flight.

And this is where the truth reins
Like a king on a thrown whose passions untamed
Turns to his Queen to make all right
And she in turn looks to him for insight.
Together they rule better than some,
They are the two who have become one.

Perhaps that explains
The need to be
To feel, to touch, to breathe
And in these senses become everything.
A soul separate, a part of a whole,
The fire that burns out of control.

Quenched by your kisses, tamed by your touch
In the darkness of night desiring much.
Never much more than you have to give,
A kiss on my neck like the kiss of the wind.