Chest to chest, cheek to cheek

I see that spark in your eye

that let’s me know you’re up to no good.

The corner of your lips hold a secret

that I want to coax out with the tip of my tongue.

Your fingers trace up my spine.

You taste so good I can’t help but sink

my teeth into you.

I look at the waves crashing

the shore and picture my hips rolling into yours.

When were together time gets measured in kisses

and there’s never enough of either.

-Aug 2017