Your lips trace my ear as
You tuck away a strand of hair
My breathing shallows and your
fingers dance along my blazing skinTime slows down to a halt
Everything moves slow and steady
Except for my heart that is
beating faster by the secondYou're teasing me
You're torturing me
You're making me work for your touch
You're making my body need you
And my god, does itThis is your game
The ball is in your court
I can't fight back,
I want this too muchBut we're at somebody's party
What if someone walks in?
What if this?
What if that?My mind is at war here
And your delicate fingers
that play with my bra strap
are a distractionYour lips suddenly lose contact of my neck
And you have me leaning in for more
I capture your lips
We fragilely kissMy body turns around
This kiss is my number one priority
Your tongue tastes like rum and cola
Your hot breath fans over my face
Your hands clamp down on my hipsAnd I'm suddenly lost
Lost in the thought of you
The taste of you,
The smell of you
Lost in youMy knees begin to wobble
I don't think I've ever been this needy
But I want you,
I need youWaves, enormous waves of hormones
Crash like a tsunami inside me
And my body is just the poor little
Sail boat fighting to make it
Another dayOur feet dance randomly
Your chest touches mine
Our hands explore one another
And just like that,
We end up toppling onto the bedGasping for air, you break the kiss
I look into your eyes
They're hungry and dark
The subtle beat of music
Breaks me back to reality
We're about to do thisDo I want to?
Should I wait?
So many questions
And not enough answersBut before I fade out of this dream,
You suddenly pull me under
You're putting a spell on me
You're enticing meAnd before I can ask any questions,
You answer all of them correctly saying:
"I love you"~ Sydney Nicolson
YOU ARE READING
Letters to my Ex
Teen FictionThis book contains letters and poems that Sydney Nicolson wrote about her ex boyfriend.