Amber

All nervousness cast away in the heat of a moment,
Of a brush of skin, and a taste of sin.
Blinded in the in a whirlwind of love and beauty,
Powered by lust.
A love so much that it rattles the earth,
With quivering hearts in times of distance,
And shaking, nervous hands in the presence of your warmth.
Love of a different kind,
Not of touches,
And whispers on skin gone unseen,
But of words and music,
Of purity of feeling,
Of laughter stuck behind pearly whites,
Holding hopes of happiness.