What you make me feel

My heart beats faster when I feel your eyes on me, roaming my body like a buyer inspecting his purchase
My breath gets trapped in my throat when I turn and meet your gaze that makes me feel like butterflies flattering in my stomach
My knees buckle when I see your eyes aflame with the passion that you never hide
I want to yell at you for making my mind turn to mush because of your passionate gaze and devilish smile
I want to run from you and hide when you start to approach me like a predator seeking his prey
But I also want to run into your arms and wrap mine around your neck and hold you tight forever to me
So I stand immobile with those two urges reselling in my head waiting for me to choose the winner
But then every thought evaporated from my mind, because you have reached me and your closeness steals my concentration and centers it on only one thing. YOU!
Your touch melts my every protest; as if I had any, when you gather me in your strong arms
Your smell of clean muscularity warms my insides and makes my mouth water with want
Your warmth heats me and makes me shiver with the pleasure of it as if I’m cold
Your breath on my lips boils my blood and inflames my skin with passionate fever
But all these feelings don’t compare to the feel of your lips on mine devouring it like a starving man hungry for a taste of me
As you plunge your tongue into my mouth, destroying its only barrier to sweep in, to mate with mine while triggering my senses and ends by exploding my desire
And as you sweep me of my feet I have no worries of our suite, because I know with a sign of contentment that you’re the only one for me
Mine to touch, to hold, to cherish, and to love full heartedly with no worrying thought of rejection.