They say we shouldn't love,
"give them time" I say "time to get over themselves, we won't put our love at bay."
But it scares me, it really does.
The thrill of it all, the thrill of this love.

Kissing, touching, sucking, feeling.
Skin on skin, lips on lips
when he moans, my knees go weak
my heart is racing, I cannot speak
I want more of you, I want less space.

Hand on your chest, your neck, on your face.
Kissing those his pretty lips, lips as soft as lace.
Pretty, pretty, I must say!
I just can't put our love at bay.
I need your kiss, your touch, your voice, I need you whispering I love you.

Sitting, thinking on my bed,
Things you did, the words you said.
Want to hug you, distance kills
Need to say I'm in my feels...
just for you.
© ebonie