What could it be?

Maybe its the way you kiss me,
so anxiously,
Or the way your lips trace my skin,
so gently.

Perhaps it's how you talk to me
and make our words flow naturally,
Or perhaps it's the way you moan
my name quietly.

Or it could be the way you hold my hand
in a loving grasp
Or how your touches make me gasp.

I don't know if it's the way you make me feel
when you say I have your heart
Or the way you make me feel
as you spread me apart.

Just maybe it's the way you say you love me
and kiss me
and hold me
and look at me
That makes me spacey

Or just maybe it's the way you touch me
and want me
and lick me
and fuck me
That makes me crazy.