Goosebumps

A sweet and sensual love poem...

my lips still burn
with your lingering kiss
afraid to close my eyes
for this moment I might miss...
I can still feel
where your hands have been
your gentle touch
still fresh upon my skin

I get goosebumps when I think about it

again...
and again and again...

your smell still teases
I can still breathe in your scent
its like you're still around me
as if you never went
your gaze is still in my mind
your eyes, a fresh memory
it only reminds me
of where I want to be

I get goosebumps when I think about it

again...
and again and again...