Thoughts....

Salacious thoughts of

hungry lips

between wrinkled sheets.

Of nibbles and bites.

Desires

and wishing, a fervent

longing.

Do you have any idea
how often I think
about you,

of you?
Licentious longings

of touch, of taste,

of intimate gentleness,

of pain.

And if you knew

of the desirous thoughts

I have, a distance you

might keep.

But would that distance

take you further

away

or would it bring

you closer?