I want to place my hand on a back; feeling their warmth with my palm and their texture with my fingers. I want to see how
their skin moves as a lightly drag my fingers across their skin.

I want to watch their skin change colors in subtle ways. See how it goes from peach to red or green. I want to watch their
ribs move as they inhale.

I want to glide my cheek on their neck so I can feel how warm they are. I want to place my arm on their back to see how
hard it is to rub them together.

I want to run my hands slowly down their arm and watch how their arm bends and moves as I feel their skin. I want to feel
their ribs as they inhale.

I want to lay my chest against their back and wonder if my heartbeat moves their body. I want to slide my hands around
their stomach and feel the smoothness of their skin.

I want to place my hand on their chest to feel their heartbeat and see how fast it’s beating. I want to feel my cheeks flush
with blood and heat.

I want to know what it feels like to have another body against my own, to wrap my arms around them as my fingers
continue to explore their skin.

I want to feel their face, find their features. I want to watch their eyelids as I brush my nose against theirs. I want to touch
their lips with my own. I want to feel how hot their ears are in the palms of my hands.

I wonder what I might hear; their voice soft like a purr, their breath warm and calm. I wonder what I might smell;
their skin’s chemistry with my own, intoxicating pheromones.

I want to feel their hands on me. I want to feel curious about where their hands are going. I want to feel them feeling me.

I want to touch their soft curves, know what they feel like, how warm they are, how their skin moves under my hands.

I want to feel them with my lips. I want to dab my mouth on their belly and feel their muscles tighten.

I want to feel their legs, find out how their thighs compress under my grip. I want to run my hands down their legs, around
their thighs and then pinch their ankles between my thumb and forefinger.

I want to know how they move, how their knees bend, how their neck cranes to see what I do next.

I want to feel so much more than what I know. I want them to feel me so I can learn to feel.