Next to My Skin

Next To My Skin

Frills, satin, lace, velvet
feel good next to my skin.
Don’t want caresses to end …
touching soothes, transcends.
I prefer you
next to my skin.
Softly slips finger tips
to explore, implore skin.
Can’t wait … loving begins …
finds me longing again.
Know what to do
how to and when.
The fabric of my life
is sometimes harsh, too thin.
All alone I can’t win—
like a carousel spin.
I prefer you
since we have been.
You can twirl me again …
got you under my skin,
each moment new … as then.
Need ONE someone---not MEN!
My love, comfort,
lets me laugh, grin.
Frills, satin, lace, velvet—
you’re BEST … next to my skin.
Wrapped in flesh of love, win;
it is how we come in.
I prefer you
next to my skin.