Come to you

I'm so antsy. Restless.
I want to feel your soft lips connecting to mine.
I want to kiss, the underside of your chin and the corners of your cheeks.
I want to feel your neck with my tongue.
I want to touch.
I want to feel the smooth skin that I've gotten use to.
I want to rub the curves of your waist. Kissing every inch of everything.
I want to touch the small hairs of your neck with my lips, letting warm air hit like summer.
I want to feel your legs until the little hairs stand on ends.

I want to come to you.