Grace

.
I'd like to kiss you
without waiting to be asked
indeed
a lady should await for a man's touch
held in strong hands
to envelop
engulfed in unwavering arms
holding my frame in place for
fear of me falling in loves heap
on the floor
before hearing his breathing against
my ear
cheek to cheek
a silent shuffle of movement
gliding
swaying
the backbeat of a lover held close
being drawn to emerald eye's
till lips touch
graceful
elegant
poised

And I would be this elegance and more
but do allow me my moment
a moment to just float
dreamlike
from here to kiss those lips waiting
for me there