Fingers tracing the back of your hand, Slowly, barely touching They travel up your arm, Down your back, To cup and pull towards me Hard bodies against each other Soft lips against each other; Each skip and caress Played out by your hands Sets fire to my body, We move together, Writhing bodies, Hastily We undress each other Heat of our lips and mouths meeting, There we stand naked; A pause to drink with my eyes, The full figure of my enhanced desire, We reach forwards Quivering
Writing to you when I can't be there, promises of the future.