Penetrate.

Words drip from your lips onto my skin. Slowly taking their time across my body. Caressing. Cherishing every inch. Tickling my fair skin. A rush of exhilaration flows through me. My heart beats a new tone. The journey across the temple that is me. Flowing. Moving. Breathing. Gasping for air, as they finally reach their destination. It sinks in. For a moment, silence. That's all that can be present during such ecstacy. I begin to tremble. An explosion of words only to drip upon you, but what is it that your body will do?