I'm feeling your hands
trickling like sand,
fingertips ticking
across my hour glass hips.
I'm feeling your lips
with its gentle kiss,
tickling my neck
and shoulder bits.
I'm feeling your chest
your heart beating so fast,
a tiny rib cage drum
making its music.
I'm feeling your love
the way it fills me up,
and like a tipping cup
it's too much.

*I'm feeling too much.