why didn't anyone ever warn me that this itch
can make me want to crawl right out of my skin
and slowly crawl along every inch of yours
until it feels so good it has to be a sin
the moonlight glistening where we lay
fingers and lips touching, exploring
each uncovered part, tasting, enjoying.
teasing and touching
loving and lusting
until we've each drank our fill
only to look deep in the other's eyes
and begin again.