easyeight

eyes close,

i lay.

your fingertips lightly touch my hip, my thigh

this wave of sensation finds my toes and runs right up my spine.

delicate in this aggravated way.  you only tease me

trying to please me.

and with clenched fists grabbing tight on the fabric around me

my backs arch gives nothing but light to our movement.

so you’re closer now.  pulling me closer, tightly

i roll into you,

like a cats back that hasn’t been touched for too long.

when you push, i push and

i pull, you pull

a perfect movement bound by passion

equalized by an ebb and flow.

i never want this to end.

eyes open and

i know

its just

imagination

taking over me.