Spoonfuls

[luvlymish]

I relish your hands on me
And when I'm tired
The touch of your body
Pressed against mine.

I delight in your skin
Sparking my smile
And the energy within
Coming through awhile.

I adore your touch,
But you're right
When I want someone
I want too much.

Moderation has never been
Practiced by me
In my desires
Only in the wishes I fulfill.