's not as easy to dream with your hands
that land on me and moved me.
With your mouth, I drink sip by sip
and tongue tied I
chaining from the doorway of my nipples
until the end concave my hips.
Incentive my belly
your center - crotch
holding me and sits me
waving my silhouette.
I mess on those nights - soft and wet-
that feeling comes over me with your comings and goings,
even if you are the shadow projected my desires.
