Is it too soon to miss you
Too soon to think about just us two.
Us two alone, our breath in sync
Passion building no time to think.
Kisses imprinting on my shoulder
Feeling your finger tips get colder.
Skin against skin, tender pressure everywhere.
Completely giving myself to you without a care.
After , will you let me lay on your chest?
Or will you go on to find your next.