Her

Her touch
     sending currents through me
A soft, warm kiss
     erasing the day's stresses

The tastes of her skin
     take me to places seen only in dreams
Feeling her against me
     time halts, so it seems

Warm and inviting
     we become one
She moves so gracefully
     I want to lose control
          but her heights not yet reached

On the edge
     she's trying to make me fall
Her actions more deliberate now
     I hope I can hang on, but how?