Love Beget Lust

When your lips move to tease my mouth
             
              in silent bites,

                        your fingers grasp my hips

                                                        {and comb my hair}

sending shivers down my neck

              as you delve that bit closer

                          in conversation

                                    {than naked flesh on Summer skin}

holding heat in stronger hands,

              drawing me like cigarettes

                          and chocolate,

                                    {so rough and smooth between us}

tracing my back to cup my breasts with kisses,

              nails lightly finding cheeks

                                        and lacing stomachs

                                                              {as I goosebump}

you excite my senses

              breathing hot against my tongue,

                      because a whole world dissolves

                                          {for the thought of being one}

with the way you make me smile

              and how the minutes forget the hours

                            in the depth of your reality

                                          {where our love beget the lust}.