You slowly sink into my arms
and we are finally comfortable.
I absentmindedly play with your hair
and run my finger along the edge of your ear.
I kiss your forehead, and you kiss my lips.
You hold my hands and
our tongues get to know each other
more forcefully than ever before.
You start to play with my hair
and you pull me towards you
so that our lips meet again.
And then we are alone.
We struggle to be comfortable,
but then
I lie down on the couch
with my head on the armrest
and you slowly let yourself
lie on top of me.
You kiss me sweetly
and I tug on the hem of my shirt
to let your hands in.
They slide up my back
and I pull away.
you can do whatever you want
I whisper
are you sure?
yes
and so you take your hands
and let them wander to the other side.
You take your time,
but eventually you get there.
You hesitate
but I haven't changed my mind.
I can't focus on what your hands are doing
because I feel like I'm going to explode
I am a puppet.
I arch my back,
invisible strings pulling my hips to meet yours.