Every girl wants a bad boy
that will be good just for her
and every boy wants a good
girl that will be bad just for
him.
Morning whispers, legs
entwined, the tickle of your
skin in the soft light that
traces softly through these
sheets as I touch you in
places you never knew
existed, and I've never been
happier
in this place,
with you,
with me,
with us.
I want to be the only hand
you ever need to hold and I'm
ready to do anything to be
your everything.
Jon York 2018