Julianna May

That night is one
    Not easily forgotten
The time we talked
    From night until dawn.
As young lovers learning
    About each other
For the very first time.
    Then your arms,
Wrapped around my waist,
    Brought us close
And my heart fluttered
    As a hummingbird’s wings
Our lips grazed, mine desiring yours
    As a deer pants for water.
And suddenly I was thrown
    Head first into the sweetest
Reservoir of honey that is your lips.
    And as you pulled me close
I allowed my heart to open
    And your ice cold one
Froze mine right where we stood.