Touch me, I dare you. Rather, I plead. I'm begging to feel a piece of your skin on me. A brush of your finger across my cheek, a play of lips. a rough and callused hand turns to velvet and I begin to slip.
sedation, darling this is pure intoxication. Your love is displayed and I am amazed. Utterly dazed at how I can feel so much with one single touch.