Disrobe

Shall I wish for skin that’s traced beneath these roughened hands, To soak my soul, release my core into your porous glands? Shall I wish for breath that’s held anticipated want? To bait the path from whence you came to tease me and to taunt? Shall I wish for tongue to taste your words of sweet delight? Before they reach the open door enclose your mouth with might? Shall I wish for sword to pierce your hidden skin revealed? Encompass long lost abstinence you’ve kept so well concealed? Shall I wish you’ll harbor me I crave with all I am For only you can now disrobe the darkness from this man