Sext

Eye closed, all alone
Staring at my phone
Wondering if it's you calling, ready to bone
Wondering what it would be like for you to make me moan
Hopefully dreams became reality, and your hitting it every week
You penetrate right through me, metaphorically and literally
your words and your touching
Screwing me mentally
Panties soaked, clinging to my body  
I'm fumbling my words, I don't know what to say
You consume my thoughts, in every which way
Just thinking of you in me, it's somewhat hypnotic
The way you walk, the way you speak, so methodic