The Touch Of Your Lips
Hal Kemp
The touch of your lips upon my brow;
Your lips that are cool and sweet.
Such tenderness lies in their soft caress
My heart forgets to beat.
The touch of your hands upon my head,
The love in your eyes a shine;
And now, at last, the moment devine,
The touch of your lips on mine.
From: Lynncw@aol.com
