You Ask How I Want You

You Ask How I Want You


You ask how I want you; as if the walls of my veins,

the marrow of my bones, the well of my soul

could cry out—

 

I want you in every place 

that my body could fit:

In the little crevices of my brain,

In the deep compartments of my chest,

In the hollows behind my eyes,

In the beginnings of my every breath--

 

I want you in secret and in sight,

Beneath my sheets

Or the naked sky—

I want you as a seductive whisper

In my ear

As a ripe fruit

For my teeth to undress

 

I want you in so many ways;

In “sshhed” moans or wild cries,

In heavy sweat or tiny tears

 

I want you inside—outside—

A top—beneath—

Planked against me—

Pushed down over the frame—

Legs upwards, outwards;

Dancing upon my back

 

I want you: right or wrong,

touched or untouched—

pure or tainted

But most simply,

 

I want you.


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ljmills's picture

Beautiful...No other words.

Beautiful...No other words.

DivineGoddess111's picture

Ok this is the third  poem I

Ok this is the third  poem I have read of yours, This world deserves more romantic soulful men such as you kind sir. Love and Light.


                                                     

allets's picture

A Physical

representation of a heart thundering emotion through the air - nice affirmation ~(:D)-  




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