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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