Fingers tracing the back of your hand,
Slowly, barely touching
They travel up your arm,
Down your back,
To cup and pull towards me
Hard bodies against each other
Soft lips against each other;
Each skip and caress
Played out by your hands
Sets fire to my body,
We move together,
Writhing bodies,
Hastily
We undress each other
Heat of our lips and mouths meeting,
There we stand naked;
A pause to drink with my eyes,
The full figure of my enhanced desire,
We reach forwards
Quivering
Writing to you when I can't be there, promises of the future.