My tongue glides up the side of your neck.
As it pulls off,
it catches a tear at the end.
I rub your thighs to dry your eyes,
a welcoming touch;
that does more then just welcomes.
it holds the fingers that excite you;
the ones that make your body jump,
towards the heavens when hour runs late.
Your skin like glass
but your touch much more soft
like the sheets wrapped around your fingers
comfort me after it all;
after the fall;
cause neither the bed nor I can handle this love
so it throws us to the floor for one last folly
my lips push harder and my hands grip tighter
For your body's like an angel;
A ****** so blissful