Something About you

There's something about being pinned against the wall,
With your teeth on my neck and your breath on my shirt.

There's something about being kissed forcefully
With your cold sculpted body pressed into me.

There's something about being told to hold you closer
While your lips trace the line of my neck.

There's something about the smell of your skin
While you're close to me, still wet.

There's something about the taste of your tongue
With your hands in mine on the wall...

There's something about the innocent kiss
While you're making your original promise.