your hand slithers around my thigh I swat at you, With a sigh.
but how I wish I never did because I am longing for that touch that sensation you gave me lay me down again pull me close whisper secrets In my ear now lower, lower you come back up
see the thing is I want this from you not just anyone I want you to touch me in ways where ill have poems slipping from my tongue to yours and you'll recite them as we intertwine
you'll recite these poems on every inch of my body leaving marks that you have been there and you have told them
"where ill have poems slipping from my tongue to yours and you'll recite them as we intertwine" I thought this was the perfect line