This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Albany chapter and does not reflect the views of Her Campus.
Silence
The sheets are still
I face the wall
While you face me
The imprints of your
Fingers
Caress my back
Up and down
A shiver comes upon
From my back to my
Thighs
I move back and forth
The motion from my
Legs
Causes you to
Make the hairs on my
Neck
Stand up and develop
Goosebumps
We touched each others
Lips
Down to my neck and
Chest
In your arms
Lost for words
You got me
Speechless