You already have my heart.
And though I’m not dapper
enough to wear one, my body
is yours at the drop of a hat.
My mind, too, belongs to you:
before you even read them,
these lines are yours to open.
Slide a finger beneath the seam;
undo me with a concupiscent flick.
Spill me onto the bed. Take me in.
You’ve read me before.
Tonight, read me closer.
Feb 14, 2017
Feb 14, 2017 at 8:05 AM UTC
You already have my heart.
And though I’m not dapper
enough to wear one, my body
is yours at the drop of a hat.
My mind, too, belongs to you:
before you even read them,
these lines are yours to open.
Slide a finger beneath the seam;
undo me with a concupiscent flick.
Spill me onto the bed. Take me in.
You’ve read me before.
Tonight, read me closer.
