feelthewayifeel

Tonight, I sleep alone.
It's probably healthy because when I'm tangled up
with you I can hardly sleep at all.
I spend the whole night on fire, quietly smoldering
most of the time.
Except when you pull me closer and rub your soft scruffle
up and down my neck and chest.
Or when you grab me by the hip bone and sink your thumbs into
my flesh, sending electric chills up and down my body.
Or when you pull me into you, sliding your fingers down my
spine until they press the small of my back (chills, again).
Or when your lips find the back of my neck and you mumble
how good I smell.