Your Yearning Kiss

I lay on my stomach,
With my arms tucked under,
I feel your touch,
And my heart begins to thunder.

You run your hand down my smooth back,
Down my legs and across my straps,
Your hands start to wonder around my chest,
Now they're lingering around my breasts.

I just lay there pretending not to smile,
All and all I know its to be worthwhile,
Soon you're going to want to flip me,
Then all Ill hear is your plea to kiss me.

As you lean in for that desired kiss,
I turn away and let you miss,
Instead of my lips you hit my cheek,
The reason I turn is because I freak.

After I turn your hand touches mine,
While the other grasps my cheek and chin,
I get sharp tingles that run down my spine,
From these sensual touches my mind heads for a spin.

Why oh why did I ever turn?
But from that mistake my heart begins to yearn.
A mistake I will never call it,
But yet a lesson that will help me commit for our never ending love fit.