Nudity

Nudity
I love to be bare and crawling
while you remain fully clothed.
The sense of vulnerability
exposure
the chill
it really makes me tick.
And drip.

I love the way your clothing slides
between my thighs, across my chest.
I love that bit of abrasion.
It gives me goosebumps.

More, though,
it's the imbalance.
You fully clothed,
me fully exposed.
You in control.
Me under yours.
You standing,
me kneeling.

You're holding all the cards
and I am yours.
Here to amuse you,
please you,
arouse you,
serve you,
incense you,
inflame you.
As you choose.

You push me ahead
into wantonness,
desire,
need,
hunger.
Begging comes naturally,
in such a state.

Please...
Please...
Anything you want,
anything you choose.
Just let me, please;
amuse you, delight you,
sweat, cry, suffer, cum, whimper, sigh, pant, beg, scream for you.
Do what you say...

Such a delicious juxtaposition.
My nudity, while you're fully clothed.