The sunlight draws
Warm light
On your neck
You've turned
In the night
An the covers reveal
Your legs

You breathe
Quiet as
Your ******* push
Against my
Tee shirt

In the light it is
Clear like cellophane

I run my hand
Along your thigh
And along
The grey
Lace
Edge of
Your *******

You look at me with
Those deep
Eyes

We kiss

Your lips are
Soft
And wet
And delicious