I want you to grapple with me
In sexual frenzy; fast
Impassioned, hungering to feast.
I want your hands rubbing
Friction across my skin,
Red burn marks and bruised patches
Portraying your lustful desires,
I want your smell, your touch,
Your feel on me. I want to ravage
Your body and dance horizontally
All night long, I want your hands on
My flesh, yielding and sumptuous,
I want my own hands on you.
Mostly, I want you to want me