Erotica, R-18+
There’s a folder in my phone
that’s exclusively filled with you,
a collection of fun
a promise of what we will do.
Each one given
without expecting a return,
just some degrading praise
just an opportunity to learn.
You’re a master seductress
posing just so,
playing with a mirror
bending way down low.
Bantering back and forth
waking me with a surprise,
doing everything you can
to focus my eyes.
On you
on your body,
on your mind
on you totally.
For we both know
that these poses are just a game,
a way to play
a way to stay sane.
The real beauty
lies far beyond the screen,
it’s in everything about you
all the parts that remain unseen.
Still
I love it when you send
I crave being teased,
I crave seeing you bend.
I may act calm
but inside I’m on fire,
lusting for you
every part I desire.