IT'S IN HIS KISS ( I. P. )

You know when your in love
it's not a look...or a touch,
but that tender kiss
that makes you go weak...
so you forget everything
but that kiss,

flesh trembles...body weak,
anticipation of that kiss...
a brush of his lips
across my cheek
as tenderly our lips meet,

passion builds at the
gentleness of his touch,
a fire building inside
rising like a Phoenix
from the ashes...
to that final explosion
as many fireworks
are released...
at the tenderness
of his kiss.