BareTwo hearts thud slightly off beat. Two chests pressed close, bare.Fingertips in all their subtlety, Brush ever so gently acrossA blushing cheek. Eyes close, Tongues dance behind thirsty lips,And trembling lungs draw quickly at heated air.Bodies plead in Silent longing. Tongue-brushed lipsCaress one another. Limbs intertwine, seductiveWords exchanged with each Lingering touch.Their breaths between them interchange form one chestTo the other. Wandering hands evoke tiny soundsThat slip under breath between timid lips.Bodies tremble, unaware and afraid,Driven by impulse, feeding from the urge.Two hearts thud slightly off beat and two chests press close,Bare.