When you look in my
honey-brown eyes I
want you to see
what I haven’t done
yet; tasted your soft,
sweet, lips with my
tongue licking your
 finger tips have yet
to touch any part
of me…can you 
feel me, even when
my presence is not
within reach of your
arms seem strong enough
to hold my heart
beat begins to race
beneath your chest in
this experimental exploration of
love’s passion, desires you
and me in twined throughout
eternity; remains, whispered in
thoughts I have yet
to speak to what
you saw in my
honey-brown eyes, I
haven’t done yet…