Touch of thin silk
the color rose
bed steeped in the
scent of her repose
these call to his senses
and sensing him near
she pulls him close
pressing lips to his ear
whispers all that she feels
...what he's longed to hear
skin warming skin
kisses upon kisses
taste like nothing else
nothing so delicious
Taking each the other in
with eyes, hands, more
as the tenderness envelops
they throw wide the door
to a deeper sense of loving
with an exquisite need for more
(3.11 -13.06)
Esther Leclerc
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/five-senses-in-love/
