Monday, June 21, 2010
move down the curve of my back,
your lips rest on my neck,
your warm breath skims my lips,
your fingertips trace the outline of my body,
every movement begs begs me to reach out for you,
my hands will move,
my lips will kiss,
my breath will cause tingles,
and my fingertips will create soft moans,
and I will fall into your body, as you will fall into mine.
Have you entered my giveaway yet?