All I see is you.
You’re telling me your dreams and fears,
drawing me closer and closer.
Vulnerability fits you well.
I’m close enough to feel the draft of your desires down my neck.
Before I could speak a word I was drowning in your lips.
Honey. Your lips taste like honey.
Oh how I missed that taste.
The pressure of his lips against mine is extrao-
                                              
          ­                                    And suddenly I wake up yearning for more