Just your lips.

I sit across the room from you, watching you as you half slumber. I feel my heart rate increase just watching you, knowing you are there. Although I don't want to disturb you, all I can think about is your lips. The fact that they are there makes them so tempting. I want to walk over and sit beside you. I want to feel my leg against you as I lean down so slowly observing your face and your gentle breathing.

I want to kiss your lips. I want to feel their soft pucker against the silky shine of my rosy plump lips. I don't need to feel your lips part as we stay connected intertwining our tongues. Just a small kiss.

Just your lips.