My hands soft
Gentle to the touch
My fingers trace
Slowly your body

A chest rises
My breath races
Your classic beauty
Like Hedy Lamarr

I long to touch
To feel the love
To look into eyes
Once more so deep

Upon the night
Moonlight spreads
The stars bright
Each a lover

In cold night air
The body shivers
As held together
We warm our hearts

Hand in hand once more
To see from time lost
Just one more age
To embrace the past

My fingers will trace gently
The curve of your neck
Lips will meet as heads tilt
And bodies will hover so close

It shall not be lust to engage
The time now not for regret
Your voice I long to hear
As you set aside thoughts beset

The sun will rise another day
Know our lives whatever form
Will continue until the day
We wave our last goodbye

Your beauty classic – like Hedy Lamarr