Phone Sex

I've missed you my love
I whisper into the phone
and you on the other end
sigh deeply and tell me
you have missed me as well
It seems strange-
foreign even-
to not have you in my bed
your hands on my ass
your lips on my neck
your heat mixing
with my heat-
the smell of us
the oh  so  sweet taste
of you on my tongue
I'm getting wet
just talking to you
and I can hear that you
are wet too-
keep talking-you tell me
I want you inside me- love
I want to feel your hard
pulsating my wet until
we both collapse into
a tangle of lust and love
and then when you have recovered
I want to drink you-like a fine bourbon
every last drop-
you let out a deep breath
and I know-
you're smiling
will you be home this weekned
you ask-
only if you'll be here
I reply-
Until then-
phone sex will have to suffice