Quivering —— I am.
As ever. With you.
Your hand touches me, here below.
My tongue and my fingers seek your offerings
And my lips taste the arching of your soft body,
while you hands run through my hair.
I am breathing in your breath——up and down——
Drinking the juice of you,
before responding to your call: "Come".
I shall soon collapse on you.
Never mind the position
