Tongues bathed in whiskey
dancing together,
like a deaf couple at a disco.
Each moving to their own beat,
but connected with passion.
Drinks will turn down the crisp sheets tonight.
Tired legs will slide between the layers of cotton ice,
and intertwine at skinned knees
Fingers will interlace each other and explore.
Tracing soft skin,
making nerves stand out at attention.
Anticipating. Wanting. Needing.
Heartbeats racing, breathing labored.
Inhibitions waiting to fly freely out the cracked window.