Anticipation.

 

 

 

Searching

Longing

Fingers stretch

And the ache returns

Dull at first….then a burst

Eyes brighten at your name

My thoughts are never the same

The anticipation, I shiver

Your tongue, a sliver

Naked

Skin soft, so moist

I want to touch

I want to feel

Deep inside me

So surreal

I can hardly wait

Lips parted

I salivate

Come find me again

Your collaborator

Your friend

 

~RB~