My eyes begin to close
And my mind begins to drift
I can’t control it
The thoughts race through my head
I think about you.
Your passion.
Your touch.
The way you place your hands on my hips
The way you trace the curvature of my spine
The way your hands glide softly over mine
A warmth begins to pool in my stomach
butterflies begin to stir from their slumber
I can feel the heat rising to my face as a smile begins to drift across my cheeks
Anticipation wells up in my heart as my mind drifts away
I allow it to drift , with a smile on my face