Burning bodies,
sweat
an heated up-
loving nights,
I think of you an I ache,
to take me to the highest heights,

I want you more each time
you brush
your hand -
sweetly past my waist,
it isn't nearly enough though
I really really want to taste,

Another moment like the ones
we've had,
the craving for you-
I can't take,
I wish to love you now,
an again in the morning
when we will wake,

Nice *** an that's for sure,
but also love is what I hope we make.