The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows

Press your chest against, My shoulder blades, Your slender hips, To make, Mine quake, I shake in the best, Possible way for you, I grin for every, Passing photo in my mind, Involved. You are the most rational, Logical bad decision, I’ve ever made, The rightness of the electricity, Negates any sense of complicity, In my mind. That sparkle in your eyes, Sends chills to my thighs, Onto the next stepping stone, Feeling more accident prone, I want to know what inspires, What your heart requires, To beat.