I fixate
There, upon its nape,
As you rest your head on my shoulder,
Your hair falling to one side,
So not even a hair’s breadth
Keeps my lips from your skin,
On your neck.

Obsessed
There, below your ear
The long elegant line connection,
To a delicate shoulder,
My cheek rests while my head
Turned, gently kissing you
On your neck.

Can’t resist
There, **** and raw,
So much strength and sensuality,
Connects the mind to the heart,
Focusing where love resides,
Feeling and thoughts collide
On your neck.