Sense The Heat
On the pillow of my chest.
Make yourself at home
Like there is nowhere else
In the world to be.
With;
My arms wrapped tight around you
My hands connected at your waist.
Sense the heat my arms have to provide
& my lips the cuff of our personal
blanket of skin.
My pelvis pressed snug against yours,
Kisses on your shoulder
then your forehead.
The temptation of skin laid against
each other's like two logs in need of
Ignition
With your nose tucked against my neck.
There is no place I'd rather be
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