urge tilt such an urge. such a primal thing. magnetic, it pulls me to you. pulls my hand across your back, fingernails slightly scratching your naked skin. I can feel your sweat, hear your breathing, I kiss your back, you smile and adjust your position. my hands are cold against your body and you recoil for a moment. I draw slow circles on your belly and lay my head on you, squeezing you tightly. I want to be as close as I can to you. i love you. 050307 what's it to you? who go blather from