Inviting

Inviting

I watch the rain cover your skin-
The inviting movement makes thee feel alive again.
Your breath dances through the cracks of your lips,
So accepting, caring, and crisp.
The puddles collect around your feet,
Caressing them, like velvet sheets.
I watch as the sky begins to fade,
However, in my mind thou shall always wade.
Exerting such passion through thy nerves-
A whispering wind serves
Its purpose- Turning
This erotic moment into burning;
Burning every second upon thy mind-
So graceful your smile- so kind.
I become ecstatic at this thought,
(This moment thou hath brought)
What holy ground, thou must live upon-
A moment I love, but soon will be gone.