I must profess
an obsession:
the things
you should do
to
bed me.
sweep
your eyes
across me
while I'm
watching.
like this
sight.
say I smell
sweet
and accidentally
touch me.
say this skin
is soft
and linger
those fingers
upon it
a little too
long
feed the
first bite
of sweets
to me;
remember
I love
peanut butter
and cheese.
charge
lilacs
on your
credit card;
I'll let
these legs
a little off
guard.
babe
and beautiful
bear fruit
for fucking;
feed me these
treats
and I'll be at
your feet.
brush
fallen
locks of bronze
from my face
and trace
my skin
to the nape
of my
neck,
kiss me
someplace
I didn't
expect
listen
while I'm
talking
(though I promise
to exhaust you)
and know
how I take my
coffee.
make lame
jokes
only we
own,
and tell me
I'm gorgeous,
even with
morning breath.
complete
these
necessities
and you'll have
me fallen
head over
feet.
