No matter who I’m driving to, I’m always thinking of you.
Tracing your soft edges with my eyes, I’m stuck in the thought of being wrapped in your arms.
Lost in focus. How will your toned skin feel against mine? It’s nothing I can explain, I’ve never faced a desire I can’t out-win and I hate my inability to face the fact that I can’t keep up with its pace.
You’re stealing hours of my day. My sleepless nights now revolve around lips I haven’t tasted, a neck I haven’t caressed, and skin that’s so god damn close to mine.
I’m so far behind.
All I want is a forceful kiss with your arms around my neck and my back against the wall. Your lips traveling down my neck and you’re all over me. Your skin is just two layers away from mine and your smell stains mine. I don’t want to stop breathing but I can’t stand on my own two feet anymore. I can’t hold myself together, I can’t think straight, with you so close to me. You’re driving me insane.
I don’t know if it’s funny but I know that it’s strange to want something so bad that it consumes my every day.
All I want is a forceful kiss with your hands on my waist as you lay me down. There will be nothing more important than being there in that moment. Your tongue is searching every part of my skin for imperfections and your body is guiding mine to wherever it wants to take it. You’re so much to take in and I want to take all of you.