Phone

Phone

The memories of our night together,
so hot an sensual,
makes me want to beg you for one more, another.

I remember how your fingers felt gliding across my skin,
Your kisses on my lips, tighten things deep within.

These thoughts make me sexually ready,
I tease myself with my toy, at first slow and steady.

As I replay the motions from our night,
Our bodies so close, you inside me wet, warm, and tight.

My pace on myself quickening a must,
Moving my hips to each and every pretend thrust.

Flashback, as you released inside me, my eyes glazed
The feeling of ecstasy calling on my lips, my eyes wide amazed, you deep inside my hips.

I bring myself as I remember how you felt,
Calling out your name as my fingers make me whimper, whine, and melt.

See what you miss when you leave me home alone,
Maybe next time you won't hesitate to answer when I phone!!