Deeper

I know you're anxious, love
It's been a while since we were reaching the position we've become
I can feel your eyes, I can cut the tension
With the dullest knife, you can SEE that it's time to move up in life
The other men in your past... tried, you're tired of the bad guys
Whoever said the nice men finish last was a lie
You move closer with each half-step, until you feel the cool of my breath
And I feel your petite frame pressing against me begging to know what comes next
Whispering sweet words in your earlobe
Run my hands over your shoulders, my metaphors incite you
I know you feel those
While yours wrap around my neck, touching my scalp
Then slowly backing out;
As if you know exactly what I want to hear leave your mouth
So I just run my hands a little more south
And we start undressing the other when all we want to do is feel each other out
So I kiss closer to your vocals on your neck
You reciprocate the action and start pressing your lips on the left-side of my chest
I lay you down, work down to your stomach
By now you're sickened by my sense of touch
Digging your nails into my back on the verge of saying you love me too much
Moving a couple inches lower to where the most sensitive parts of you
Rest on my tongue
Now you're eager to hear what I have to say, and I can say the same of you, love
When a couple centimeters between the two, make this either
A typical fuck, or a woman in which I can grow with to let go of who I was
I push in you, and you remind me to never worry...

You've come

Breathing faster in exasperation
Baby; I'm talking about how we mingle with each other's conversation
Each day I'll speak that much more deeper to you, love