i like being held by you,
head on your chest,
heartbeat echoing in my mind

i like being close to you,
enough to feel the rise and fall of your breathing,
or the smallest twitch in your stomach

i like your arms wrapped around me,
making me feel small
but safe in your hold;
i like it when you squeeze me tighter
like you're scared of letting go
or losing me

i like how warm you are,
how soft and pliant your body is against mine
like it is made to meld
just for me

i like when you trace patterns on my back,
nonchalantly run your fingers up and down my arm;
when you rest your head in the crook of my neck,
and the sensitive skin jumps at your touch

i like your hand on my hip,
on my waist,
under my shirt;
your skin belongs on mine,
and there is an exhilarating warmth
spreading through me at every touch

i like the way my skin begs to be touched,
grabbed, soothed,
triggered only by the heat radiating off you;
i like the way it jumps when you do touch it,
like a christmas wish fulfilled

i like anything that exists in the same space as us,
when there is no room left between our bodies,
like you are my lifeline and i am yours

and, to be honest,
i quite like you too.