lothing

You came,
Just when I could have clutched something in my grasp
Exactly what I’ve wanted for far too long.
You came,
When I longed to please him,
When the mood matched our lust.
Passion coursed through us into one another
As we fed from the arousal of one another’s mouth.
Tongues crossing, twirling,
Dancing with one another.
He pressed against me,
And I against him.
I could feel him, all of him pressed firmly
Against each intricate crevasse of my wholeness.
Yet you kept me a millimeter away,
Just enough to tease me,
To make me want him more
I need him