I can't sleep because you are still all over me. Your scent remains. I can taste your mouth still inside mine. I feel a deep sensation.

Lips touch lips. Tongues intertwined. Hands touch skin. You keep me warm. You still have me captured- your strong arms holding us together. Close because there could be no such thing as being close enough.

I find myself moving to our rhythm at the very thought of our nights in bed. I remember my head in your hands, hair a mess. My legs hugging yours and you

reaching deep within my body with your beautiful, thick, long penis. The very thought of that makes me throb and long for you again.

I could call you, "Home".

Let me go. Or never let me go.

Your teeth, glossy

Your skin glows

It's soft, everywhere

Even your hair is joyous and bouncy

You speak in a cadence that only I hear the taps to

Me, grooving along to its tone