All in a Kiss

Well, give me a kiss on the cheek and maybe move to the neck. Slide your hand up under my shirt and rub all over my pecs and expect some light groping on appropriate terms. A little nibble on your earlobe to make you giggle and squirm. Will I learn all your spots tonight? Probably not, but I'll explore until the world starts to melt 'cause you're hot. Running my fingers along your back until the top of your ass; a couple of seconds later, lady, you'll be ready at last. And the second to last thought on my mind is if we'll ever find time to bite the fruit 'cause it's forbidden and I'm loving that kind, and if you find your friends tagging along, bring them on 'cause the anticipation makes your attraction strong. Bending over just to show me your thong. A classic move but smoothly executed while choosing a song. You put your phone on vibrate and between your legs and whispered, "Call." I read your lips from across the room, but when I saw you, I knew it all. 24/7 foreplay, handcuffs, roleplay got me thinking about you often, and by that I mean all day. It's more than a lustful thing, and you're still free to do your own. I'm getting home, I check my messages, it's you on the phone. You're all alone fixing popcorn with your PJs on. I'm calling you back; you're sitting on the couch with your TV on. So I turn on my tube and tune in the channel with you, and then we watch the show together until our snooze is proof. Yet we'll sit on the phone and chat; we have the longest goodbyes, that way you'll have my voice with you while you're closing your eyes. And let you dream a little dream about the sun when it sets, about us sitting on the beach enjoying the moments we get, or maybe sitting on the porch about the 4th of July. The fireworks get you scared, but yet you love the surprise. You squeeze my hand and curl up whenever they go in the sky. You get excited when they boom; I see the glow in your eyes. When waking up, you share your dream, don't let a moment go by. I let you talk because I love the way I'm part of your life. My friends don't mind me talking about you 'cause they like you and you're real, but they get jealous and embellish after stories they hear. Since obviously they like to lie, I'm utilizing my time to drift away and think about you in the future tense time. Take a trip to the city, make a day at the zoo. Having lunch in the park like the sitcoms do. Laying down in the grass, staring up at the clouds. Knowing what each other's thinking without speaking aloud. Holding hands and playing footsies while we're hooky from life. Sitting by the bay watching the city turn into lights.