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Your Body


Your sight melts me. The running water down your chest, the spritzing of drops as you run your hands through your hair makes my eyes freeze in place. As your muscles contract my heart begins to race and I feel as though it might burst through my naked chest. Your bronze skin, so toned and pure, is too much for one to resist. We’re so close, yet the mysteriousness leaves me deserted. Glistening under the hot waterfall you look relaxed and I don't want this moment to end. Your brown eyes sink in mine, and we can both feel our love beating strong All starting with one look of your body.
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