My heartbeat pounding in my ears,
Your fingertips barely gliding over my skin.
The sweat rolls off my shivering body,
Inwardly awaiting your next move- anxious.
Anticipation, longing, desire,
All of these are doing the thinking for me now.
My legs wrap around your waist,
Tugging your hips forth to mold against mine.
Your warm breath fans against my cheek,
Then my neck, shoulder, collar bone.
Lower, lower, lower still,
I want you to keep going down.
Yet your lips instead capture my own,
Our tongues tussling with a firey resolve.
Hands begin to wander aimlessly,
Touching and groping at forbidden places.
We entwine our bodies together,
Gasping and panting through the lust filled haze.
This time is just one of many to come,
For I often feel the burn of that inner fire.