Miss Words

These words 

are for you 

for later

when the sun 

is gone 

and you're on 

your own 

cause I know 

that you

think about us 

specifically about me

about just 

the right amount of pressure

it will take to slowly render

me breathless 

for hours on end 

and yes

I know that you wonder

about the secrets

behind my eyes

under my clothes

between

my

sighs

of satisfaction 

you plot, you plan,

you play 

out the perfect actions

in your mind

you see my mouth 

pink and full 

of promise

and you, in your room 

are honest

you want to be on it

feel my lips give 

beneath your own 

you wanna know 

what tricks spill forth 

from my forthcoming mouth 

you want direction 

you crave

the heat of my south

you're thinking if only

you had

the chance to pay attention

in close quarters

to my corners

my edges

your hands

gentle on the column

of my throat

but you wanna know

if pressing just.. a.. bit

will make me moan

you don't wanna have

you wanna own

oh..I..know

you're sweet I see

the softness in your eyes

but I know

sometimes you think

about me

as a treat

candy coated sweet

a naughty

naughty dream

so I will concede

these words for you

to paint pictures in your mind

I am kind

to myself in your absence

I have been

known to travel my own skin

to find hands in

your favorite places

to enjoy the taste

it's

like Sunday breakfast

delicious

don't

doubt it

how's it there

there

there

where

your hand

your hard

wants to start

to hide

slip

slip

slippery

deep down inside

sultry smell

of

warm baked goods

hot over

the smoke of that wood

this could

in fact be the best thing

you ever had

you're never bad

so these words

will have to act

as the spark

as you lie back

in the dark

long after that sun

has gone down

and your mind

tries to find

that moment of

us for just

a second you call out

as

my skin glistens

my body goes

up in flames

as I explode

you go and whisper

in question

my name,

and yes

good

God

yes

I came