Tease

A soft, warm breath on the nape of my neck
Hairs stand at attention like compliant soldiers
My skin anticipates the presence of your body
Against my now slowly arching spine

I daydream that we steal away
To a quiet, dark corner where nobody can see
Our dizzying heat filtering through the air
Swallowing moans that might escape our throats

And yet you remain, but an arm's reach away
Sensing the tension humming between us
With every look and grin
Another part of me melts into an opaque heaven

Damn you and your liquid voice
Your brazen gait and knowing eyes
Damn me and my wanton ways
My obvious itch and desire to smolder