I Remember The Way That You Move…
Pure in your desire to make me understand you…..
I do you know, remember the way you move
The way your voice spread through me
The way you shared your soul
Opened up to me and let me see…You
Where you came from
Where you might go
What might await me should I wait…
I will you know, I will be here hopelessly waiting
Making my mouth water for Until…
My fingers here, twisted and aching to tell everyone how perfectly not perfect you are..
My greed whispering in my ear, warning me not to share, to keep you for my very own..
The pulsing of muscles along my sides letting me know how deeply you have slipped beneath my skin
The tightness of my ribs assuring me that the heart I once owned now beats at the hand and whim of another
Cannot stop thinking of You…
Stiff, fingers gripped and white as I think of the way you felt when my lips took you in
Mouth wet and slippery, breath escaping my chest in tiny tufts, I was dominant until you arrived