Touch of our Lips

 I gaze up at the heavens

as if the stars can speak to me,

knowing wherever you are 

those same stars are speaking. 

Whispering soft n song 

from deep within my soul, 

a story of love and how 

that sweet love got a hold. 

Another unwritten chapter 

of a story yet to tell, 

different words but the same 

old love spell. 

Rivers and valleys 

are quite picturesque 

but nothing can compete

with your head upon my chest.

Fingers thru your hair

as I bend to give a kiss, 

taste the sweetness of honey

with the touch of our lips.