The most beautiful moment I can imagine
moving across the skin of my dreams
is having you where you fit best.
My knees grasping your hips,
holding you tight against my flesh
connecting with you in the most intimate.
The communication of your touch to mine,
the slick heartbeat pressing you closer
as we create a peak to climb.
Breaths mingling,
tongues desperate to taste, entwined.
The most beautiful moment that will never be
shivering down the breadth of my back.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017