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