Love is so natural and real

I love how you tease
Your lips are a garden
Sprouting one kiss at a time
Slowly and wholey
I wait each time
And wish for more.
My lips are an empty canvas
Your tongue as the brush
Painting new images I can't wait to visit
Slowly and wholey
I feel you each time
And hope for more.
I wonder how you do this
This feeling you give to my body by mere words
The fire building inside my chest
Impatiently and passionately
I listen to you each time
And ask for more.
My skin is your playground
Your fingertips are the nostalgic child
Curiously exploring my body
Impatiently and passionately
I need you each time
And you give me more.