Your lips tracing every bone as if to paint a picture.

Etching it into your sultry mind so you never forget the way I feel.

Adding color to your masterpiece making me blush from the shivers you so intentionally send up my spine.

Out of the corner of my eye, watching your gaze shift from arching back to clenched fingertips.

Knowing all too well how hard I try to keep your name from escaping my kissed raw lips.

I can only hope I never have to live without this feeling.

As it is almost unbearable to feel your touch retreat as the alarm rings just as the sun begins to rise.

Both of our minds and lips alike, escaping only a word, but one that holds all of the power in the world.

"Tonight"