Touched(Inspired by the book "Twilight")

i picture my fingertips...tracing the outline of your cheek bones
grazing the fine hair strands of your arm...raising sensations inside your chest
the prickly pin feeling...when your heart rate intensifies...
i want to have that effect on you....sliding nail prints across your eyelids lightly...
my breath tracing the nape of your neck in an effort to remain controlled...

i picture the small of your back against the groove of my right palm...only allowed the permissible
act of relishing in the rush from exchanging energy....between two souls
i imagine my lips against the accent point of your collar bone and throat...caressing your ecstasy carefully...just to feel the bristle of your skin tone brushing against my pleasure seekers...

i see my nose tracing your abdomen....becoming intoxicated by your body's natural scent mixed with Dove and lemongrass...
i see the arch in your back maintaining composure because it is a promise to not take it further...but as i....use teeth....to bite the zipper of your pants, i can tell...you like....to be....touched.

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