when you tilt your head back,
i can see the veins in your neck
strain and stand out.your skin pulls taut
and collarbones are defined.i see your adam's apple move
as you swallow back tears.
your head falls forward,
caught just in time by your open palms.those soft lips part,
and a shallow breath escapes.
my mind isn't where it should be.i see your heart pounding
and rest a hand on your chest,
no fabric to stop me.my lips find your neck
and i'm whispering against your warm skin.i want your lips on mine
but i know i'll taste salt,
and that's enough to stop me.for now.