~ a poem ~

Can you go slow?
Take your time.
Stay in this moment.
And then the next.
And the next.

Can you embrace this moment? 
Embrace me?
See me.
All of me.
The beauty, the scars, the imperfections.
Do you like what you see?
Love it?

Tell me.
Tell me what you see,
How you see me.

What it is that you want to
touch,
kiss, 
lick, 
suck,
nibble,
bite.
I want to,
need to hear it from you.

I crave your touch,
gentle and slow.
Undress me.
Admire me.
Adore this body you are to enjoy.

I will giggle.
I want to see you smile as I giggle.
Let there me joy in this.

May I undress you?
Admire every line and curve of you.
Let this be playful.

Kiss me.
Lightly brush your lips against mine
As if asking permission for more.
I will give it, happily.
Let the kiss grow, deepen, expand.
Let the hunger swell.

Allow your lips to find other parts of my body,
Tracing a trail of desire along my skin
Lay me down.

And now, the real question:

Can you fuck me softly?
Slide in
Inch by beautiful inch
Until I am full of you
And you are deep within me.

Can you go slow?
Torturously so.
Can you make me beg, plead?
Make me say please.
Make me whimper from want.
Because I want you.

I always want you.
Your teeth in my flesh.
Your sweat on my skin.
Deep and dark desires fulfilled,
Yes.

But I also want the feel of you against me.
I want play and smiles and giggles.
I don’t want to choke.
I don’t want the pain anymore,
Now only the pleasure.

Can you still want me when I want
Something else?

Can you fuck me softly?

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