childlike investigations

childlike investigations of your hands, against mines in the darkness even then, the investigation of sensation, held close together, i sigh --

i exhale and you pull me closer, waiting for your next move --

i'm unaware of what you're thinking about, what you`ll do next, were i want you to be; where i need you the most --

then you move closer, but i captivate you --

i take you over; i`m initiating this, this is a pulling stage, something that's not exactly the same as it was seconds ago, and transitory in the territorial condition that i'm in, separation will be akin to a sin--

i need this intensity you envoke in me, it brings me fully to life, these childlike investigations develop and mature into teenage infiltration of whats between you and i,
inside
outside
side to side
and beyond this --

underneath the surface and beneath our very kisses that i can't get enough of, and similar to the touch that i'm sure has corrupted my very being, brought on by a craving, a desire and longing that can be initiated by merely thinking and back to square one.. here i am...

...investigating...