Again, we come close

Pulling me against you
I feel your skin against my cheek
I listen to your heart beating
Reaching my arms around to pull you closer

Meanwhile, I am lost in a kiss
our lips feeling their way around
our tongues playing hide and seek

When our lips are not touching
I hear sighs slip from them
soft gasps expressed as passion rises

Slowly clothing is discarded
bodies are explored
desires escalate

Plural becomes singular
tattedgirl311 tattedgirl311
41-45, F
1 Response Feb 20, 2010

Thank you.