My breath deepens, my heart hangs in mid-air like a trapeze performer hanging on a swing defying gravity. In an instant, you tilt your head and plant your lips at the side of my neck, finding its way around as if exploring a distant land, inspecting every inch. I feel my skin melting underneath your warm breath.

I wonder if you notice I’m trembling, your touch electrifying every nerve in my body. I’m shaking like a helpless child underneath. Like getting lost in a field of lavender, the smell of your skin is intoxicating.

I’m completely losing and finding myself at the same time. Perhaps this is magnetism because I’m finding it hard to drawback.