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.