I want you
I want to tease
to touch
t o  s l i p  m y  h a n d
into those
n i c e
tight
jeans and let the cold
t i p s
of my fingers taste the hot
s l i c k
sweetness of you
Feel you writhe
buckle
twist against my
writhing twisting
body.

I can never
e v e r
get close enough to skin
to lips
to tongue
to grinding
hips
and wrists thin
and so
so easily
breakable
and I want you
the kiss
the spark
lasting hours after
g o o d n i g h t
when I don't need the dream
of your arms
your laugh
your sudden tremble
gasping
moans from
your softly
moving
mouth
between my
softly shaking
thighs
And I'm shot as a star
who only wished
for y o u.