Your Face

His eyes, blue as my sea,
the soul, deep, clean and full of virtue.
His mind sharp, wit in tact, mouth,
full of wisdom ready to laugh...
His smile, so replete ~
there is no other way for me.
I think of your face, kissing it with lips of love.
Is it possible, for me to feel your breath,
upon my cheek as we both rise above,
what is left is this vision of us...
Your face, against mine, in a tender moment,
full of love, just you and I.
Come to me sweet man.
Fill my mind, burn your face inside eternity,
your skin, your lips the eyes that make me weak,
live in your sanctuary of love and are free.
No need for another, just you and me ~

Love, Gianna