I can feel love pouring out from your skin,
feel it pulsate with every sharp take of breath between your teeth
between my bottom lip and yours, trembling with anticipation
You're gasping, fingers sliding down my sides,
engraving the memory of your touch and mine into flesh.
"i can't...no more..."
How do I tell you that I want you to stop,
without wanting you to stop
It's hard for me too,