Who are you?
I see you,
Feel you,
And hear you.
Yet I know not your name!
Are you going to tell me?
I wish I knew.

Your so strong,
And yet so gentle.
Your caress is that of a feather upon my skin.
Even when your feverish with need,
Yet I know not your name!
Are you going to tell me?
I wonder if you shall ever tell.

When you kiss me,
Your tongue is ever adventurous.
It explores everything about my mouth.
Yet I know not your name!
Are you going to tell me?
I think I shall wait for you.

Your fingers do more exploring then your tongue.
They explore my face...
Oh so gentlely and completely.
From jawline to the eyes,
You explore.
And yet I know not your name!
Are you going to tell me?
I long for your passion!


(Dream Encounters Series
It is a revision of a poem I liked but didnt like how I had wrote it origanally. So I rewote it and it became this one. I keep a log of these things now days so I know the dates of each writing and revision but that is something I will keep to myself authers privlage and all.)
© A.R.Kicinski