Need

Slow, small kisses are the start
Or the way he got into my heart.
Heart beat rising, excitement growing,
Hair a mess, red cheeks glowing.
Gentle kisses, obvious meaning,
Into each one I find myself leaning.
Slow to get there, signals send,
We'll both get what we want in the end.
What can be better than pure satisfaction,
Put upon by two people's passion?
Because love, I think you see...

You bring out the best and worst in me.