I want to know the salty smell of your sweat
As my kisses begin their descent between your shoulders

I want to see the apprehension of judgement fade from your eyes as your dress slides off
And desire washes self-consciousness away, so much so that you stop caring and just want me to take you

I want to play hide and seek with your lingerie, zip after strap
Until the last hook of your bra surrenders and there’s only skin left

I want to know what your breath sounds like when it gets heavier
Because you know that first times only happen once and that there’s no way back now

I want to rub the grain of your skin between my thumb and index
And go on a treasure hunt on your body, to find the marks that only those who’ve loved you know

I want to smell, and sniff, and snuffle and tease, everywhere, peckish Wanderer of Love
Leaving no stone unturned. Relish the lullaby of our bodies whispering to each other as they become one

I want to befriend your breasts, slowly. Say hello first, then savour your nipples in a million ways
Taking my time. Getting acquainted.
Do you like them licked? Do you like them nibbled? Will you watch when I do?

I want to feel our fingers grip and criss cross. In friendship first, like in a dance hold
And, from there, slowly melting into intimacy, passion, and then feral lust

I want to feel the pressure of your palm on my head imperceptibly change from a stroke to a push
As it starts to speak up and tells me where to go

I want to hear the murmur of your voice get louder, breaking through the silence of twilight.
Louder and louder. You may not scream today. It’s OK, there will be time for that

I want to know how you taste

I want you to give in. Open up. Lose yourself under me
And feel you hips collapse from bliss as they take me down with them

And then I want to know the pace of your hand as it starts searching for the spots I like
Because it’s your turn, to want to find out what makes me tick and will have my eyes roll backwards

I want to know if your mouth will transform from its shy Doctor Jeckyll into to an insatiable Mr Hyde
Eating my body the way it does chocolate when no-one’s around, and you let greed loose

I want to know that you’re here and want to be here, with me, at that very moment
Where nothing else matters and we pretend, for a minute that
You’re not married
I’m not broken
And our lives have more time to be lived than time left to live.