Poem: Toe Rubbing Nights

in #poetry6 years ago

Touch my toes with heavy hands,
fingers like a whisper of your desire weaving between my bones
and up my soles.

A hot breath oozes through your lungs
wheezing for my moisture between my legs.

You can rub my feet every night,
take my legs against your chest and fly your fingers
to my dreams.

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this feels so visceral
so real
you are so very warm and in touch

Thank you! I appreciate it!