of Shaggy.  sep 6

i can't walk 2,000 miles
to kiss your scruffy face
so I will wait 600 days
to feel your warm embrace
your bristly face
caresses my shoulder blades
pain fades
your love becomes part of my skin
feelings within
your finger tips worshipping my body
paying homage to mecca
i can barely breathe
when our lips meet
hands grip my hips
as my lips brush over your eyelids
nothing like your kiss
heart pounds
your long arms wrap around me
so tight
i see the light
pulling my soul against you
this is my dream come true

-Katrina Kidwell Johnson 1999