To Be Touched

It starts with a little touch
A caress to cause goosebumps
To fill the air with lust
The throat to have a lump
A stroke of the hair
A whisper in the ear
Desires laid bare
Emotions kept near
To gently kiss the neck
To slowly disrobe
Giving each shoulder a peck
Making the body want to explode
Sliding hands over the front
As far as they dare to go
The yearning so blunt
From areas down below
Sliding into sweet depth
Where pleasures doth lie
Feeling a flesh so wet
To release that uncontrollable sigh
Sensations to rush
Releasing urged pleasure
The perfect ways to be touched
Eternally, ending never