Written by – braveheartamb
come to me.
so that i can whisper kisses in
your ears and make you
blush with gluttonous innuendo.
let me run my fingers down the
back of your neck while you run
yours up the length of my dress.
come to me so that i can finally
have you out of my mind and
into my bed.
i’d rather hold you there.
i want to hear you ramble about
nothing and everything and anything
in between.
just…
talk to me.
i want to dress up for you and
pretend i don’t want you to take it
all off with your eyes,
your hands,
your teeth.
come to me before i grow miserable
that the words “here” and “there”
share the same sentence.
i want to see you try to fit all of me
in the palms of your hands
and listen to your sounds of contentment
at the failure of the task.
come to me.
don’t you want to?
Knomadic 