Our Day will come: from my collection of poems

I like the vision of you inside my head

Being close to you is more than words can say

I like the way you touch me;

Your warm hands wandering all over

caressing my body

feels like fire on ice

Shivering I melt away into space. 

I like the way you look at me

It makes me feel like staring back

Wishing that this encounter never ends

And closing my eyes while our tongues intertwine

I can now see clearly the dream that is in my heart