I run my fingers across your forearm
Ever so lightly
Your cool skin is mine
Then you smile
Your lips are on my shoulder
Then my neck
And on my lips.
We talk forever
Share our thoughts
We laugh
We never run out
Of things to say
Now years later
We’re too busy to linger
In the luxury of nights
Because we’re parents
And we’re tired
Preoccupied
Serious
But still
A chance will come
To steal a moment
A touch of the hand
A brush of the lips
My hands through your hair
An afternoon phone call
To say
I love you.
~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman
Vampire Maman 
This is a beautiful poem. Full of secrets – and promises. Very nice and romantic. I love it!
A quick rambling from my heart. I’d like to work on this one some more. Thank you for your kind words.
Ah, J, isn’t this what it’s all about anyway ? Great poem. Really liked it a lot.
Thanks so much. Means a lot coming from you.