intrusive thoughts

you're haunting me
thoughts of your lips
teasing and taunting me
your arousal, leaking lust
you're enchanting me
with lips, hips, fingertips
a kiss is all I crave  
& maybe
I could crawl into your mind
& caress your darkest truths
I could carry a little 
Sunlight in, if you’re
into that sort of thing

Or we could lay in the
dark, our shadows
pressed against each other
your words on my body
my voices in your head

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