Waves of Wanting

Those eyes will be the death of me,
But oh so sweet my death will be,
Choke me with your fingertips,
And poison me with tender lips

A smirk, a glance, a fleeting stare,
Your fingers slither through my hair,
Skin so warm it melts my bones,
A sultry voice of ravaged tones

I bite my lip quite fervently,
My mind, it races endlessly,
Just thoughts alone will make me shiver,
If you were near, I fear I'd quiver

Anticipation through my veins,
Wanting so much it nearly pains,
So take my hands and pull me near,
It's up to us what happens here