I love the way you feel that’s why I’m on full body contact press
the way your lips flutter up the side of my neck
and the fire when your teeth sink into my bottom lip
your hand caressing my collar bone before digging into the thick of my hair
my hands move like clockwork from your hips to your ribs to the easing curve
of your neck to the heat of your chest and back again
until there isn’t an inch I have touched.