You

I feel the tips of your fingers touching mine as my chest rises and lowers with the warmth that runs along the lines of my body.  I feel you as the goosebumps from the whirlwind romance are lowered through your touch.  My arms dropped to my side with melted palms I stand in the presence of the thoughts that house my being.  Sinking into you without fear I feel the comfort that you bring. 

Taking your hand to the center of my chest and slowly wrapping your palm around my neck to the base of my head, my hair becomes tangled in your hand.  I feel the softest of lips upon mine.  Your chest caves into mine and our hearts beat as one.  I feel it; every beat and a tear is shed for the truest form of beauty I know which exists in the moments we share. 

The exposure is intense and we say nothing, we just become what we feel.  Your skin beneath my hands, my legs, my lips scream to me as the beast rises.  I lay upon you in silence to reassure my love and admiration, for my heart has been given to the only love I know. 

Without a moments notice the stone is placed and the set is lit as the pheromones which led us on the hunt has arrived.  Gasping to swallow all there is sliding into me, I warm you with the bodily fluid that has longed to be penetrated.