Your gentle frame is dangerously close to me.
Our hands collide together and become one,
Not even pausing for a breath.
But tracing the outline of one another's body with our tongues.
Your eyes close as your body raises towards the sky.
Everything around us black and white.
You and me colliding.
Illuminating and wrapped in interchanging shades of color.
A light gasp of air, taking it in as if it were our first.
And this innocent feeling we are experiencing as if we have before.
As your wrapped in my arms the thoughts in your mind sing to me.
Your fragile fingers trace my spine, sending surges through my body.
Your hair, soft to the touch, slowly brushing across my face.
Your breath, warm and subtle, as you whisper your deepest secrets and wants to me.
And I whisper mine to you.
Nov 4, 2011
Nov 4, 2011 at 8:37 PM UTC
Your gentle frame is dangerously close to me.
Our hands collide together and become one,
Not even pausing for a breath.
But tracing the outline of one another's body with our tongues.
Your eyes close as your body raises towards the sky.
Everything around us black and white.
You and me colliding.
Illuminating and wrapped in interchanging shades of color.
A light gasp of air, taking it in as if it were our first.
And this innocent feeling we are experiencing as if we have before.
As your wrapped in my arms the thoughts in your mind sing to me.
Your fragile fingers trace my spine, sending surges through my body.
Your hair, soft to the touch, slowly brushing across my face.
Your breath, warm and subtle, as you whisper your deepest secrets and wants to me.
And I whisper mine to you.
