A/N: Olivia's POV

A/N: I was sitting in English class and I was having writers block. Then I thought about the Five Senses. That is how this came about.

Sense Of You

(A Poem)

Don't think.

Just breath.

Feel.

I feel your fingers run down from my neck.

Down to my breasts.

Down to my belly button.

Your body on top of me.

Crushing me.

You're inside of me, moving slowly.

Up and down, in and out.

Our bodies are one.

Our lips meet.

Your tongue slips through my mouth.

Our tongues twist.

Sweat runs down your face and falls on my breast.

My hands rest on your pecks.

Rung up and down.

From your shoulders.

Down to your abs.

Hard as rocks.

Listen.

I listen to your heart beating.

Each breath you take.

You whisper in my ear.

My heart beating.

My slow, shallow breathing.

See.

I see your big, blue eyes looking back at mine.

Your perfect body.

Your dripping wet skin.

Your soft, dark hair.

Smell.

I smell your cologne linger in the air.

Your breath.

Minty.

Your sweat.

Musky.

Makes a thickness in the air.

Taste.

I taste your lips on mine.

My sweat running from my cheek.

Your sweat running off your face.

Your finger running across my lips.

My senses are running ramped around you.

My temperature is rising.

You love me.

I love you.

Don't feel.

Don't listen.

Don't see.

Don't smell.

Don't taste.

Just be.