I want to know how your hand-writing looks,
How you cross your t's and make your g's.
I want to know what is on your bedside table
And if you dream of me and talk in your sleep.
I want to know how your hair feels
how it smells and
if it falls off your forehead.
I want to see your toothbrush and
Watch you brush your teeth.
I want to know how you like your coffee,
if you leave lipstick on the rim.
I want to see you dress in the morning.
What do you slip into first?
I want to zip your little black dress.
I want to know your routine.
I want to know if you sleep naked.
I want to see your ears, if they lie close
To your head. If you like them kissed.
I want to see the hair on your neck and
Bury my head in it.
I want to see your nipples. Are they pink? Brown?
What do they look like when they stand up?
How do they feel in my mouth?
I want to see your navel. Is it ticklish?
Is it in or out?
I want to trace the line to your wetness,
I want to smell you,
Feel your wetness in my fingers,
Taste it with my tongue.
I want you in my bed.
I want you in my life.
© Anne 2008