Sometimes I think
of making love to you,
in a way that there is no tomorrow.
To hold you in my arms,
and to kiss you with all my heart
and no sorrows.
Gently and profoundly to explore every mark on your body.
Touch you and embrace you
like stars hold the night.
Feel your breath,
and mine wrapped around swiftly
in one heart beat.
I then wish for the time to stay still,
So I can make love to you again
with all that still exist.