your soul
whispers
to me...

the tips
of our fingers
touch

I know
your centimeters
are tasteful

wetness
dripping
slowly

direct contact
eye contact
a laugh

smiles
focus
desire

fire spreads
blood boils
thorough

cranium
dome
knowledge

below
the love
below

reflections
candles
light

physical
pressure
pleasure

deepening
within
tightly

feel
me
explode

as
you
collapse