Want
Most days
Want sits quietly in the back of my brain
Pulsing ever so slightly
Its low buzzing easy to distract
But always present
Other days
Want trickles slowly down the back of my neck
Glistening as it slides down my body
Drenching me to my core
With its warm, sweet, sultry need
As honeyed thoughts play through my mind
Insatiable lips
Slow tongues
Searching hands
Insisting fingers
Intertwined legs
Skin on skin
Dripping desire
-rc 2021




















