if you would kindly
grace
my face
with the tips 
of your fingers
for I can not 
simply 
let them linger 
much longer

this need, 
getting stronger
for the taste of your skin

you move them all coy
or maybe, pure ploy

but I give
you win
You reek of pure sin
and it’s got me all wet
So let’s fuck all these niceties 
And I’ll show you 
who you’ll  really get.


.j.