Heat

(So, this is the writing I wouldn't read to you aloud at the ice cream parlour.)

The blood rushes.
Pulses.
Beats hard within my ear.

Each touch.
Movement.
Caress to my skin.

Cover me with kisses.
Tangle in the sheets.
Love me.

Fill me up.
Explode within me.
Sweat falls from your brow.