my faceyour neckexploring down tasting my tongue
It has beensome time
I can bethe hot,steamy bath
Where can I redirect this energyI’m pent upI need something to let go of me
your sleek, slender, curvaceous run-onsmy pulsing punctuation marks — ripe…
I wishyou couldtake my place
Are you picturing mewhen you knowI’m in the shower?
Come,with me
My skinis litteredwith teeth marks