The wind brushed my skin
Felt like your caress, so divine...
Aching for your touch
I entered your dreams
Riding on a bright moonbeam
While you were sleeping
My soul taking wings
Touching the face of my beloved
You absorbed me within
Alas, the time is up
With a last kiss, I depart
Are your lips tingling?
Renu Rakheja a.k.a Tranquil Ocean
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/f-4-haiku-are-your-lips-tingling-foursome/
