Come Play With Me
I’d like to have the gasps,
the open mouth,
the fingernails carving my back.
I’d like the screams
your legs writhing around my hips.
I’d like to feel your teeth,
biting my ear,
while I slide inside your world.
I’d like to feel the damp concrete
on my forehead,
as I lean the wall to master your desire.
I’d like to feel your breasts,
dying for my touch
inside the fabric of your blouse in ecstasy.
I’d like to pull your leggings,
grip the smooth of your ass,
where your hands have pulled me inside.
I’d like to want you that way,
a delicious dream,
let’s go to the movies again.