Put down your phone Lover, come play on me instead.
Hold me gently in the showerLet the water trace my spine. When the day has washed away Place your lips on mine.
I dreamt of you last night We were intertwined on a crimson bed of passion Your lips devoured mine and we were hungry for all of each other Tragically I awoke with a frustrated sigh Oh how I wish I could go back to sleep!
Sometimes I look around the room to have a conversation in secret smiles. You are always waiting with your confident grin. How do you do that? It is the perfect opening line.
Let me be honest, Your new love is driving me up the fucking wall. Your rose coloured feelings and adoring sighs make me resentful. I know it’s very exciting for you, But for the rest of us, It’s like you’re pointing a torch into our eyes during the black of night. It’s really just tooContinue reading “Your love makes me jealous”
I’m restless. I desperately want him now but it’s past midnight. Should I wake him from his slumber by pressing my body against his? Should I coax his eyes open and onto my curves? No, I’ll let him sleep. He’ll never know about the missed opportunity.
I’m not entirely sure when it started, but by lunch time I desperately wanted to grab you by your shirt collar and kiss you by the stairs.
Please give me a few days to decode the smile you gave me. I don’t yet know what it meant, but my body won’t stop complaining about wanting to see more.
Maybe today I push you up against the bedroom wall and surprise you with a passion I mistakenly buried in my youth.
When you have a shower do you think of me? As that water runs down your body do you imagine it is my hands instead?