**couldn't sleep again, thought i'd try something a little different**

Heady scents of warm jasmine blanket my senses.
I close my eyes only to meet yours there.
And I’m lifted, as you drink me in with them,
leaving none of me behind.
I touch my lips,
running them over with gentle fingertips.
Lips still hot…swollen
from your hard kisses, trying to savor the last breath
you left on them.
I remember how you bit into them, with your hungry mouth,
like a rosy apple, sweet, fleshy, tempting.
I breathe in the jasmine again.
I keep my eyes closed, because yours are still there,
And I don’t wish to leave them yet.