Haha, bold claim…
what makes you so sure I’m yours? 😏
I can’t help
wondering
what’s running through that head of yours. (But i love the idea)
You’re sure it’s me you’re
talking to?
Because if so…
I’m already wet
but maybe that’s just the rain
trying to take the blame for you.
So… come sooner,
and show me how I’m yours,
if you’re really that confident.
Let your hand slide on my back
while we look at the horizon
I’ll pretend I’m not waiting for it.
And my lips?
They’re ready…
to feel you,
to taste you
if you ask nicely.