In my palm...

To grab the hair on the back of your head. Pulling it into a downward position as eyes are met. Starting you down as my height allows me to gaze upon your willingness to be luv'd. Oh in that breath I'd collapse into you the feel the rush. Having a need to wind up in someone else's heart. With the feel of u in between my fingers gripped just firm enough to show you I mean your no harm. Just to tilt your kids up towards me so I can taste your luv. I'd come to you resting beneath me so the level of us were to smile within a friendly blush. As a man seeking the confinements of a women simply wanting to be. Entangled with each strand that wraps my hand that will be left intact so u n I can beg a pretty please. To be as gentle as one can be with the contents of the heart exposed. With u in my palm I wanna come home. To reach for more than you've ever given to a stranger wanting it all. Oh to be in a moment with you resting in a pause. Life would make so much more than sense could ever explain. Just to hear your lips shape my fuckin name. Damn the sound would excite comforts unseen by sight seeking approval at their best. N for you I'd come from the depths in my own evolving chest. To be for once with a sigh that explains the long over due wait. With your stare gazing upon me as if you could ever be tamed. Loosening up to simple ol me. What a dream...