The way you hold me when I'm lying beneath,
Your arms wrapped around me, your body close to me.
You pull me in tighter, like you don't want to leave,
And every breath you take makes it harder to breathe.
I feel your desire in the way that you move,
The way you lose yourself whenever we're alone.
You take pride in the way your body responds,
And I love knowing I'm the one bringing that on.
When your eyes meet mine after we've lost control,
I see something deeper that reaches my soul.
You make me feel wanted, you make me feel right,
And I want to give you that feeling every night.
So hold me like that,
And don't let me go—
Because the way that you want me
Makes me want you even more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem