A Su Boca La Amo (Interlude)

Shortness of breath
Lips partly opened
Blinking slowly, pupils dilated
Looking at one another, we agree that it's inevitable now

The body reclines, surrendering to the moment
Slowly or desperately moving the lips
Eyes lost in the satisfaction of the desire
The pressure of your hands takes over me

The warmth of your mouth, the moist sound of contact
A fleeting taste, the sweetest I've ever tried
I want you
But I love your mouth