And It Was All Me

slowly

I paint my lips from the red of your cheeks
And your moans and my sighs mingle in the crisp air that is nonexistent between our lips
I like the way you melt at my touch
And i love your hands on me
I love getting under your skin
Rile you up and watch you suffer in my absense
Beg for another kiss as i step back out of you
I would kiss your lips again, anyday
But i love to see your sad eyes look away and your lips fall into a frown
I love causing you pain before i give you what you want