The Love of Breathless

The touch of his fingers on her skin.
Softly caressing her arm. Slowly, tenderly, as if she had never touched an arm before.
Her fingers became moist with nervousness. Her fingers unaware of the sensation that she had created upon her arm.

Crawling from the surface, deep into the centre of her soul.
Softly wrapping her soul with his large, experienced hands,.
Cradling her soul with the great need to protect.
Cradling her soul with a knowing yearning..
A yearning that is complete. Honest.

My whispers into her ear, licking her lips, catching her breath before his tender, soft lips caress her ear lobes.
Breathing.
Breathing into her soul. A breathless caress.
Sending tingling sensations through her very core.

Easing from lips divine,
touching softly yours and mine,
escaping wholeheartedly,
breathless is how you have left me.