Then I'd Kiss You

First I’d touch you,

touch your lips

feel your face on mine;

the sweetness of your breath,

the softness of your skin.

I’d feel your heat

as your legs straddle me.

Your eyes look into mine,

as our arms intertwine,

as our bodies touch,

two hard lumps in our pants.

You breathe out,

I inhale.

I exhale,

you breath in.

And then I’d kiss you,

kiss your lips,

feel your mouth on mine.

Your breath,

your saliva,

like toffee apple,

sweet, like you.