Title - What it feels to kiss you

Author – Mary Eve Parker

Email – mary_eve_parker@yahoo.com

Rating – PG

Classification – Vignette/Romance - POEM

Spoilers – Last episode of the 8th season

Keywords – MSR, William

Summary – What Mulder is thinking when he saw here sitting on the bed with the William on her am.

I would beg for R&R because it's my first poem and I am not sure if you like it, or maybe think the same like I do.

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--------- WHAT IT FEELS TO KISS YOU ---------------

Your hair in all colour

So bright

Your lips in the colour

The moon's soft light



You sitting there

Standing up so soft

Carrying the most wonderful

Miracle above



In your arms

Such a wonderful cry

The baby's blue eyes

Stopping the time



Standing right there

Lips like the sun

Shining so bright

Telling me the most wonderful lie



No lie it is

For me and you

We both know well

How miracles go



But holing him here

Just between our arms

Is like it was

Being in your arms



I could never forget

You hold me tight

Kissing you hard

Feeling so right



Lying just there

Above you in bed

Caused those little

Miracle instead



Today is a day

Nine months later again

Holding you

Those miracle thorough



I want to kiss you again

Feel you to melt

In those arms

Feeling you again



You smile at me

Such a wonderful smile

Begging me soft

To hold you all night



William should be his name

Like my father was named

Telling the world

About the miracle again



He was just there

Between me and you

Being hold tight

It feels so right



Kiss me again

You whispered that soft

I could not resist

To feel this lovely risk



You nursed him that fast

I observed every trust

Those little creature

Was making so fast



We put him in his crib

Standing behind

Arm in arm

Holding us tight



You invited me again

To come with you

Right ahead

Into that damned bed



You sucked my lip

And held me tight

Feeling light

The sun shining bright



And it was bright

To feel you all night

Your lips on mine

Like flying again



You invited my mouth

With hesitation and more

Getting me down

And feeling me moan



I couldn't resist

To taste those new

Miracle too

And feeling like holding be tight



Kissing you

Is like being in you

Both so right

Like saying goodnight



Now I am there

Next to you so

Feeling your skin

against mine and than



Kissing you

All your body over

Butterfly kisses

Over again



Waking up

Your head on my chest

Is the biggest miracle

Which could ever exist



Note: That's what I am thinking about this scene and a bit more.

Feedback more than welcome: mary_eve_parker@yahoo.com