SWEAT so sweet upon the tongue …

I could feel your heart beating as I moved in closer to taste you.
With every bite upon your skin; your body moved as to ask for more;

pleading to be touched to be pleasured.

Then without warning, your body stopped.
Neither sound nor movement …

wondering if I should walk away, leaving you there to think;
to imagine all the possibilities. I needed to touch you …
to explore you, your lust … so vulnerable, yet so guarded.

Sweat so sweet upon the tongue.