Come closer;

 I need to feel

 your body

heat.

 Your breath,

 on my face;

 I paint

you inside my eyes

 so I can see you

 all the time-

 look at the

 nape

 of your neck,

 its curvature;

 your eyes.

All slopes away

 to my waiting soul

 which pauses

 at odds times

 in the day to

look at you.

My finger tip

 has a tiny glow

 as I trace

 across your lips;

 as I move close behind you

 worshiping in that cathedral body space

 between us;

 static electricities crackle;

 small lighting bolts

 spark.

Give me;

 your anticipation;

 drape me

 in your contours

 as we

 sooth screaming desire

 furtively.

Put my hand

beside your face;

my mouth to your mouth

as I feel your body tingling

tremoring,

soft quakings

from kneading touches

which occasion

others:

stellar propulsions

and more lighting strike intensities.

You exhale slowly;

intake again,

swelling;

your breath is a  

warm effusion and egress

surging into me

lung-ward

between soft lips;

where all settles in

like home;

I feel you quiver

and release.