A fun, sexy little nothing.

Come with me.

Oh, at least follow me to the edge,

And there, I will cling tight to you.

Pulling from you,

Forced down by gravity and failing limbs.

Pushing back up by sheer force of will,

To meet you, again and again –

And yet, as never before.

Keep with me as I crest that last peak,

And upon reaching its summit,

I will dispense with all the resolve and restraint

By which I gained my lofty position.

Toppling down, knees weak, muscles tingling,

And you right behind,

Falling with me,

Hot skin against cool sheets.

(You were expecting pictures, or at least a link to some eye-candy, weren't you?)