quivering....^__^....shivering
These lips at a lost, in surrender, I hunger
\for your touch, I crave for the warmth of your kiss/
\the honey-sweetness that drips off your tongue,/
the torrid caresses of your touch on my flesh
the wanton desire in inferno of passion
you errupt in me, the decadent
shattering of myself when
I am with you.