Lips, tongue, teeth. 

Crashing, catching, caressing. 

"Yes" you breathe, hot breath

intermingling with mine. 

Yes.One word, so many

emotions, feelings, and responses. 

Should I go on? 

No, look at the ring.

Leave you wanting more. 

Always

more. 

But today

that changes.

Yes. 

Today there is no holding back. 

Let go. 

Put your hand on my face,

neck, trace my scar, 

tangle my hair, then

take the other down my waist. 

Lower, lower. Grab it.

Lift me up, Yes. 

Higher. 

Harder. 

yes.