"Flip me Like a Book"

 

"Flip me Like a Book"

I want to craft tiny smiles on your face,

Whenever we cuddled together and spoke in deep low tones,

Listening to the vibrations of our hearts.

Your eyes saw through my thoughts like a plane glass,

Of all the wishes I wished we could do,

Unknown to us was how much we looked alike inside.

The fire in your eyes spellbound the one in mine,

We blinked, turned aside and smiled,

Then looked again but it still rages.

I let my hands trace the contours of your ebony body,

Awed by the artistry of the beauty that sits on your skin,

And the radiant smile that cocoons me into your embrace.

I trembled as my fingers caressed your hips,

But you threw your thighs around mine and pulled me closer,

Closer I guess kicks fear out of the door.

I asked you to flip me like a book until each page exhaust you,

You took my hands placed them under your cheek,

And you said, "Flip my mine first, because it is nothing different from yours"