I don’t want cool and aloof
i want hungry, starving
Wet wide eyes
an open mouth even wetter
A tongue carefully holding back so much saliva
A heart pounding and blood rising, spreading
Hands tingling, cold, ready
I need such readiness,
involuntary shuddering as you stand and sweat
laughing and mumbling to yourself.
A dialogue of desire manifesting as madness and mumbling as you walk
abiding your time only by staring at your shoes
avoiding all eye contact
and taking one breath at a time.
Any more and you would be revealed.
I am waiting.
Waiting to come and wrap myself around you
Run fingertips down the back of your neck, thumbing your cervical spine
bringing my hands around
over your shoulders,
Down your chest past your solar plexus
Slight pressure for good measure
down across your abdomen
Brushing against your waistband with my fingertips
I need you to be ready.