I like
the way
your hand tends
to curl around mine,
and my hips, the desperate
way you hold on to them
almost like you're afraid of
losing your grip, your lips
the way they so softly grace mine
at first, you're as desperate, for me
as I am for you,
I like the way
I like
the way
your hand tends
to curl around mine,
and my hips, the desperate
way you hold on to them
almost like you're afraid of
losing your grip, your lips
the way they so softly grace mine
at first, you're as desperate, for me
as I am for you,