Velvet Skin.
Piercing eyes.
I feel your touch,
resistance dies
Your warm embrace
and Midas touch,
my restraint too little,
desire too much.
Woven together
Our souls entwine;
I am yours
and you are mine.
Time stand still…
We touch the devine,
I am yours
and you are mine
Ben Graham van der Sandt
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-am-yours-and-you-are-mine/
