Your Fingertips

Your fingertips run down my spine
As I arch into your stature
On your lips and taste, I slowly dine
While you calmly lure
Kisses planted from my neck to ear
You've stolen all my senses
I can't see, taste, feel or hear
Anything but your dispense
Your arms locked around me
The embrace, so tight and strong
Strong enough to break me
A pleasurable world that belongs
Your lips rubs across mine
Again, you've trapped me inside
Our fingers close to entwine
Together our hearts collide.