Erotic Ache
I’m gonna put on some music, and
Take a breath,
Slowly, extend my chest up, and
Face the sun so warmly. Then,
Count to three,
Breathe in.
Remember how your necklace kept catching your hair?
Kept asking me to take it off you but
The way it sat,
Just below the neck, I
Wanted you to wear nothing else.
But, right now,
My body is aches, and
I know you want to help me but
This is more of an erotic ache and
I want to be good…
But if you were here
I’d
Make sure you understood I want to kiss you.
Copyright © Mirabel Smith | Year Posted 2009
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