Text Me

I roll over
Reach for my phone
Expecting
And seeing
The usual
“Good morning”

I thumb back
The usual
“Hi”

And then
I see
This

“I woke up
Missing
You”

Fuck

Texts like that
From you
Make me
Think
Way too much
Feel
Way too much

Texts like that
Make me
Begin my day
Wet
For you

Then later
You text
Again

“I need time
With you
Badly”

Double fuck

I felt that one
Between my
Thighs

I respond,
Chewing my lip,
“I’ll give you
Whatever
You need”

And
In the space
Of one
Heart thud
You send
Two words
And I forget
For a moment
How to breathe

“Good girl”

And I know
The next time
I see you
It will hurt
A lot

And I smile
And I wait
And when
You walk in
I don’t
Have a chance
To think
Or prepare

The pain
Is immediate
Sharp
Constant
It brings me
Too quickly
To the space
Between
Crying and
Coming and
I don’t know
Which I
Need more

I settle for
Panting
Gasping
Squirming
You are
Relentless
Yet careful
To push me
Just shy of
Safe wording

I will wear
Welts and
Bruises for
Days

I will
Grin
When I
See them
In my mirror

I will
Touch myself
To thoughts
Of you
And what
You did
To me

I will
Wait
Impatiently
For my skin
To clear
So you can
Hurt me
Mark me
Again

And
I will wait
Impatiently
For morning to
Come
Bringing with it
Another
Text from
You