Winter Nights

Winter tastes of, Forbidden kisses and nights spent In a log cabin with cold bed sheets. His heated touches leaves marks on My warm skin while bending my mind. Crossing lines not thinking about tomorrow Living in the moment. Listening to each careless whisper that he Drops in my ear. It's the tickle of his tongue that makes me Want to stay and never leave him. A gentle tug of my shoulder and I am back in his bed drinking a little cup of heaven. Bathing in a fiery sinful desire which felt Good so tell me why it's wrong?. With him there's no need to be this perfect Boring soul who watches life slip away. Sick of having to hiding these feelings Which just proves that i am a human being. He makes me feel like a goddess in the night. He explores my curves as if it's a new found Island which has been untouched by any man. Now he has me living for the cold winter nights Where we are together and alone.