touched pt. 2
("clothes on")
scents inside my nostrils
help me relive the impossible
burned images of intimacy
not sex...just us...close
embrace you...breath in your body
cocoa butter...tastes well to my senses
lock fingers...as well as eyes
hearts beat symbiotic
cup your face with both hands
allow fingertips to walk your eyebrow line
kiss eyelids with a temporary meld of lips to skin
rub noses to feel the softness of being close
trace lip prints across your collar bone
reaching your neck for a slight pause
this is my favorite part...
the pulse increasing with speed as i stick my teeth out to lightly bite
your girlish moans receptive to my advances but...lay down
place my hands across your breast bone
circling your areola outside of your shirt
watching as your nipples rise in quaint agreement
forging a path down your navel
replacing my finger tips with a tongue
just wanted to see what your skin tasted like there
my face rises and falls with your slow rhythmic breathing
use both hands to feel the curves of your hips
squeeze them to paint pictures of bliss in my nerve endings
bite zippers and button
you jump slightly...surprise in your eyes...
you say..."we should stop..."
i say..."i agree...take your clothes off..."
