Your Sensual Hand

We first met, I trembled, and my knees became weak

I could not wait for that first kiss, your eyes staring into mine

But when you grabbed my hand, it touched every nerve ending

I did not want you to ever let go, this was just the beginning

Your hand in mine, as we walked into the green grass of clover

We undressed ourselves in the heat of passion, and your hand

Felt my every skin, the wet and the wild of the moments of desire

As the wind carried my auburn hair across your rugged face

The embrace of magic moments, the place of the red rose scent from the vine

Our hands grasped tight as we climaxed to the highest hilltop

Where we first kissed, the hunger of our bliss, and my hands still tremble

When I feel your body next to mine, it is so sensual, it takes over, as I sip ruby wine

Sensual, sexual, loving, caressing, the time of young love, there is no other place

Now, touch me with your hand, and feel the sensation in my face