
I have kissed the lips of the Holy Grail,
I have been touched with the wonders
Of fingers so tender it seemed like home.
I shiver with my lips still quivering from
The passion I sought in my soul.
Oh Heaven!
I burn with desire
As I deeply remember
The taste of his lips on mine,
His nibble on my lips so gentle
As though there was mystery hidden,
only to be found by his lips so needed.
Passion so overwhelming I gasp
touch so unhindered i moan
A graze on the nape of my neck i long
the stroke from your fingers i shiver
And here I am still gasping for breath as
I feel the tenderness of his kiss moulding my lips.
Oh Heaven!
I would not ask for more,
For this passion that overwhelmed
My sanity is passion I seek to hold unto.
Yet the passion that has invaded my caution
Must be somewhat forbidden........
