by Catherine Anne Hayes©

As I look out my window I see the wind gently lifting the leaves from the
branches and it reminds me of you lifting my hair from the back of my
neck and kissing my nape.  I quiver like the leaves at the memory.  

I see the clouds drifting against the turquoise blue sky and covering
the mountain tops and they remind me of when we were on a mountain
top blanketed in the clouds sharing passion for the first time.  

I hear laughter and I look out my window and I see a man feeding
chocolate to a woman. I knowingly smile as I remember the slight feel of
your finger tip against my lower lip as you place a bit of chocolate in my
mouth.   The taste of both delectable.

I remember the first time you placed your hand at the small of my
back.  A shock like electric went through my body and I looked at you
and knew right there and then...I want to know you...your mind...your
soul...your body.

More things I remember and they make me crave you see
you with my hear the intake of your hear the sound
of your voice as you tell me of things I do not know...the unconscious
seeking of our fingers to entwine...the touching of knees....leaning in
for lips to meld...

Oh my sweet...let us make more memories....soon...

I Await You

Late afternoon
a chill in the air
which shimmers with tiny moist prisms
catching the late pale sun...
The window is open
a slight breeze parts the curtains a little
allowing a tiny bit of light to stream into the dimness..
I await you...
in my bed
on soft cotton sheets
leaning against fluffed pillows
covered by a fine woven blanket
which waits to be lifted  off
my unclad body
which craves your invasion...
I await you.
Open my door and step inside...
remove your clothes
join with me in my bed
open me up
bury yourself in me
your lips against mine
your breath my breath
pulse against pulse...
heat matching heat...
come to me...
I await you...
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About Catherine Anne Hayes:

Catherine Anne Hayes is an actress/singer who had this time two years  
ago discovered a passion for writing. Through her prose and now  
short stories she has discovered a whole new world  and every day  
finds inspiration.    She is developing  now a performance piece of  
her prose called "The Key of C".