(Power To The Rose Petal!)

Breathing Lessons Softly you take my face into your hands And brush my lips with yours As though a butterfly sweeps by and brushes the sky With its breathtaking presence My senses implode my heart Into a million tiny sparkles of light Our lips touch again, this time with sultry yearning Melting time and space into erotic jeweled moments Pausing only momentarily To remember……………To Breathe ©bk--9-8-2000