Sitting

You read to me

Your voice mercilessly teasing

I hear the words you speak

They drip from your mouth like honey

I watch as you softly lick your lips

Turn the pages with moist finger tips

I reach for your delicate hand

You take it away

Enjoying the game you so often play

You smile at me then stop reading

Leaving my mind secretly needing

I want you I know you can feel it

Taunting me you just quietly sit

I can see your bed all neatly made

White sheets pressed like a sharp new blade

I long to lie within them buried within your caress

To end this silence with sensuous noise and undress

My hands long to touch to gently feel

All you hold secret and so innocently conceal

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