running my hands
through your messy hair
leaving trails of kisses
on your neck, your back
heck, even the air
your hands lingering
all over parts of me,
once hidden and untouched,
kissing and mending
the scars on my body
my lips pressed onto yours
gently, passionately
a sweet taste
grasping movement,
driving me to insanity
your securing arms
taking full control,
making me feel like home
wanting more,
taking over my soul
our bodies intertwined
moving in the same pace
sharing the same heartbeat,
intoxicated, addicted
filling in a lustful place
storms of kisses
hurricanes of love
a needy touch,
exchanging smiles
forming one, or ten, thereof
those moments we've made love
remembering makes me sick
but **** in a good way
a breathtaking way,
this feels so nostalgic.
-djs