Lips to Lips

lips brush,
soft, gentle shivers
run from your toes
up, stop deep inside your
femininity,
both your lips drip
wet with
need

I read this from your
subtle intent,
a slight push into me as
hands slide up
your back
coarse stubble rubs,
slight rasp, textured with
soft caress,
my lips part yours
this moment, snap frozen
heat
as breath tickles skin
you wait,
in screaming silence
for me to begin