"Lie still"
you said,
"allow one finger to draw,
to touch.
A very slow process
as you
lay naked,
totally naked
before me."
You want to make me warm.
You made me shiver.
You wanted reaction,
I refused,
and suppressed.
You made me want to
whisper
in your ear,
touch you,
feel you,
need you,
lay stripped before you.
You made me want to feel your finger
draw on my desire,
feel your breath
caress my flesh,
take all you give me.
Give all that I am.
What then?
I will lay you down
naked,
and use one finger
to create a masterpiece
of your body.
Write my name in our cum
across your belly,
so you remember
to call me
in the morning.
Then, will you lie still?