I can see myself in a conversation with you those eyes looking at me of blue, the conversation getting deeper as I'm moving closer.

With peripheral vision I slide that hair out the way of your face, stopping my hand as its grip does place firmly at the back of your head.
Pulling in closer to taste those lips stained in red.

As the kiss gets more intense you pull me in likely pause for a moment to whisper you excite me.

With the softest of accents resounding in my head. I unclip that bra strap and lead you to bed.
I undress you slowly and kiss you all over...