I am utterly fascinated by the basic miracle that is our hands
I cannot comprehend those who lose touch
When I am left riveted, electricity conducting from every nerve
from even your fingertips, the slightest brush
How do lips convey this love?
Simple motions of the soft and pink,
Leave me dizzy and light headed from lack of breath
So immersed in desire I can't properly think
I feel that if I held you tight enough,
You could feel my internal symphony
This drum in my chest and pulling of heartstrings
Never stops with you and me