You touch me and the air trembles Fingertips glide over my skin leaving a trail of sparks A light almost weightless touch yet it holds so much fire that I freeze feeling the warmth ripple through me in waves Goosebumps They rise with every movement as if your hands are writing a story on my body wordless yet filled with meaning A story of desire I melt into you Into that gaze that steals my breath Into that whisper that caresses my soul as softly as your lips brush against my skin Into these moments where time fades leaving only feelings bare raw pushed to the edge You are my fire my cold my shiver And every time you re near I feel it all over again To the brink To the madness To the goosebumps p s my dream