Your Touch Encases Me in Your Little Glass House

When your hand brushes the back of my neck
it makes me quiver and moan
I long for you to keep going

When you hand goes down
stopping occasionally at the well loved and all known areas
my heart and body both scream give me more
don't stop

is it possible to go through withdrawal from human touch?

When you touch me in that way no one else does
I can't help but feel like I'm already in heave on cloud nine
please don't ever stop loving me
emotionally
physically

When I am at work I think about the previous nights engagements and it makes me wet
I wouldn't admit this to anyone but you

your lips are even better than the touch of your fingers
when they trace my lips,
I desire your touch
from head to toe
your fingers and lips

your kisses entrance me
your touch draws me in
but your passion I love the most
mix the two and you get what it really means to be together
as one
in a little glass house