I miss the way your ivory neck
Made tingle my nervous lips -
The way you leaned your head
Against my pounding heart and
Held my trembling arms about
Your alabaster waist so thin

Your head leaned back you
Caught my lips and urgently
You kissed me lest I speak and
Spoil the silent seduction of
Your hips had turned and hotly
Pressed themselves against me

Your teasing tongue was soft
And buttery winter truffles
Intricate taste intensified
The longing of my facile hands
Explored your comely bottom
Cold and smooth and mysterious

Soon after we undressed -
The nipples of your unformed
Breasts grew hard and fast
Your breath as we shared the
Intimate secrets of our souls
Were thenceforth joined as one

I miss the way you shyly rose
And gathered up your crumpled
Dress and kissing me goodbye
You left me wishing that you
Had been there - and hoping that
Some day you could be there