So soft
And that is the only way
To describe
It.
Round, curving,
Gentle,
Never sharp,
No angles.
Skin...so wanting of kisses,
So appealing,
And I can't help but
Want to
Feel it,
Even as they tell me
It's forbidden,
Even as I'm told I'm
Far too young
To know,
To feel such things,
And that I've got
To stop,
Stop these feelings...
But I'm wanting
Of kisses,
Wanting of love,
Of softness that a man
Just cannot possess...
Will I ever master
This
Desire?
Will I ever know
What it is I feel?
No, I suppose I won't...
Not until
I feel You.