Write Me?

Write me a poem
with your tongue on my skin.
Whisper the way your mind wanders
when I'm on it,
When my body is at your hands,
bared to your eyes,
bared to your frenzied lips.
I need to know the way I feel
to your pressing skin,
how I intoxicate your senses.
Write me into a steamy work,
write me to arouse,
a lovely figment
to be fantasized.
Show me what you want,
what I am to feel like in your grasp,
in an embrace taken fully,
an attraction not to be forgotten.