Dancing in the Dark

....middle of the night.....taking your heart...and holding it tight. Emotional touch, touching my skin....asking you do what you've been doing all over again.

Oh baby....I can't seem to keep you out of my dreams. You were there again last night. Holding me as we danced. You would touch my face and brush my hair away. Your left arm, around my waist, pulling me into you. Your lips on my cheek and the side of my mouth, teasing me, not yet giving me all of you. The look in your eyes, telling me everything I ever wanted to know and will ever need to know. You love me, I am IT, the one. Your lips touch mine as we sway to the music. Soft and moist, warm, pressing against mine as your body presses against me. I can feel your desire, your passion. I feel it too. Just looking at you makes me moist. The anticipation and need to be with you almost makes me want to hurry. Makes me want to discard my clothes and have my way with you. But you are in no hurry. You know you will have me, all of me in good time.
Your soft whispers against my ear and lips on my neck telling all the things you want to do to me and with me are leaving me breathless and filled with yearning. You look in my eyes and tilt your head to kiss me again, I am caught up in the moment. Your breath and smell and taste have my head spinning. We are quite unconsciously helping each other out of our clothes. I take your manhood in my hands and stroke you, feeling it straining. You start your downward descent, exploring and tasting every bit of me. My skin is tingling and my mind begging you not to stop, please never stop. Your lips and your hands are stroking and caressing me. This is not about the act it's about the feelings, it's about becoming one with each other and expending that energy in the only tangible way to show those feelings.
I am so wet and ready for you. Ready for your tongue, your fingers, your everything........ (blaring music cuts in)

The alarm and I have got to stop meeting like this.