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 {than naked flesh on Summer skin} holding heat in stronger hands, just drawing me as bodies meet, {so rough and smooth between us} you trace my back and cup my breasts with kisses, nails lightly finding cheeks and lacing stomachs {as I goosebump} breathing hot against my tongue because a whole world dissolves {for the thought of being one}.