Sensation

Watch the smoke drift silently and blue,
Drifting past those gorgeous eyes so true.
It swirls and dances like in a hypnotic trance,
As if it hears our hearts in an eternal dance.

Listen to the ice rattle, swish and clink,
Moving under the motion of your beautiful hand.
I'm enchanted by the movement, I cannot think
or break your spell - your love is too grand.

Feel the condensation slide softly down your skin,
As the coolness fights the heat of your being.
Each icy drop of anticipation means we can begin
to embrace what we see, hear and are currently feeling.