Random evidence of a cluttered mind

I am shaken, I am stirred, by a whisper of a kiss

Spellbound to her breath

Does time cease to move?

Her piercing gray blue eyes

Expand to the skies

And the clouds of her hair

Delicately kiss

Exposed skin, exposed nerve endings

And her lips I so wish to kiss

To taste their frost and fire

To begin the white-hot wordless conversation

That unveils all obscured desire

And lasts an eternity, a blessing, 

a bliss, a whisper of a kiss.