Come

Your words enter me,
violating my sleep,
soft and distant at first–
an underwater sound–
but clearer, stronger,
as my consciousness
rises to meet them.

Come for me.

Eyes closed,
feeling your thick nearness,
heat hovering heavily
over collar-bone, breasts–
abdomen heaving under the pressure
of hindered release.

I could burn the room with my thighs,
slightly spread in silent acceptance.

Your voice vibrates into me,
a midnight secret…
enter me, push me, pull me,
pliant within your grasp.

Come to me, in the dark, uninvited–
and writhing to meet your quiet need,
I’ll come for you.

Day 6 Topic: “F” – Feeling (sense)

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