My lips have touched
countless other things
since touching yours
only this afternoon.
Every time they touch something new
I go back to the moment
My hands in your hair
my body going insane.
Every inch of me
needing to touch you.
Your hands on my back,
pulling me closer.
Bending over backwards
in the most literal sense of the term
just to be close to you
and
all I can think about
is when we'll do it again