I enjoy the taste of your lips,
Even the gentle tang of the
smoke on your warm breath.
I enjoy the feel of your hands,
Silken and steady, but ever
Gentle on my trembling skin.
I enjoy the smell of you and all
The things that remind me of you,
Incense and smoke on clean hair.
I enjoy the sound of your breath
When I take you by surprise, and
The laugh that closely follows it.
I enjoy the sight of your intense stare
(Even when I am forced to look away),
and the flecks of gold in your hair.
I have come to enjoy so much about you,
But most of all I have come to enjoy
The way you just seem to understand me.
