Sweet Rebecca

In the wind I hear your voice, calling from miles away.

I sit in awe - I have no choice, but to follow it all the way.

I hear my name it sounds so sweet as it roll right off your lips.

I give in, succumbing to thee, and graze on your fingertips.

You let me, with a happy smile. I no longer can resist;

Oh, sweet Rebecca, I long for you, this soft desired kiss...

Author's Note

eh.. hehehehe!