I touched her and got every fiber of my being set ablaze.
This girl who has got my attention.
She is intrigue. An uneven blend of fir
e and ice. I want to sit on her face and I want to kneel for her.
She is nervousness, she is calm, she is my undoing.
I want to sit on her legs astride. Naked. Grinding away in ecstatic abandon.
I'll grab her neck, kiss her, our eyes locked. I'll make her moan my name.
This girl who has got me thinking of her more often than I'd like.
