In Your Eyes

I love our time together.
I love the way the sunlight plays against your bare chest. 
I love the feel of the silk sheets against my bare skin. 
I love the way you look at me. 
It's all in your eyes.

I love the feel of your lips as they brush against my body. 
I love the feel of your tongue as it tickles my skin. 
You look at me and I see it in your eyes.

I love nothing more then to wake up next to you. 
I love nothing better then to watch you shower. 
Actually, I do love something better. 
I love showering with you. 
And when I do, I see that look. 
It's all in your eyes.

That admiration. 
That devotion. 
That sweet nature that has me coming back time and time again. 
The way you hold me in your arms. 
The way you run your fingers through my hair. 
The way you slide your hand into the back pocket of my jeans and give a gentle squeeze. 

I love how you talk to me. 
I love how you fight with me. 
I love how playful you are with me. 
But most of all, I love that look of passion. 
It's all in your eyes.

Devotion. 
Passion. 
Romance. 
Sex.
All linked by a single glance.
It's all in your eyes.