Craving To Know

I wonder what it is that drives it?

This curiosity
to hear a hushed confession
when you crossed a line

Rarely, ever shared
but I sense it sometimes,
like a trigger that gets you flared

I want to study your appetite
so that at least, this go
I might truly get it right

I've seen signs of it;
those nipples
tightly pressed
against the covering

And I'm certain.
that the worry of jealousy
holds you back,
or perhaps it is simply
the thrill of owning a secret

it shouldn't matter to me,
if it gets you wet
for my benefit

But consider me
enchanted by promiscuities
lived and abandoned

Knowing I harden
to thoughts of you,
now and then

And that I should be content
that your body
will share that experience
on entry