Here I am just hoping.
Hopefully, thinking about you.
Thinking about one solid day.
Thinking about what I have planned.
The toys, the blindfold, the cuffs.
Thinking of teeth and hands.
Lips and tongue.
Thinking of how cute you'll be, waiting to see what I do,
Waiting to feel what Ill do.
Blindfolded and ready for me.
On your knees.
On your back.
Feeling every inch of you.
Knowing I want you.
But no ideas as to what's in store.
Hopefully I get that day.
I'll be hopping for it.
Craving it.