I watch your lips as you talk,
Your hands gripping
The glass in front of you.

Every word you say
Is seducing my senses,
And making love to my mind.

I have stopped hearing
What it is you are saying.
All I can do is savour the sounds.

My heart is beating faster
As I am biting my lip
While trying not to stare at yours.

Can you see the lust in my eyes?

Can you feel it?

Your hand traces down the glass,
I want it to be my soft skin
You are touching instead.

I shiver at the thought
Of your hands caressing me.

I am aching.

You stop talking,
Just watching me
With dark eyes.

I blush under your gaze.

A slow smile plays on your lips,
Your eyes locked with mine.

Can you see how much I want you?

You bring the glass to your mouth,
Letting the liquid
Satisfy your urge.

I need your lips on mine,
Devouring me,
Drinking of me instead.

I need to be the one quenching your thirst.

Drink deep...

This poem is for Lush only. If you see it elsewhere, it has been stolen.