Seeing you

The sight of you,
sets the butterflies in motion,
I gaze at you longing to touch you,
caress you,
the tips of your fingers,
brush past mine,
tingling, electric,
joining mine, I rejoice,
a rush of passion,
strong enough to set the world on fire,
then you put your lips to mine,
I am satisfied,
fully yours I surrender,
to the soft tones of your lips.