Rose covered nipples
Ready to pinch.
Uncover them slowly.
Inch after inch.
Red blossoms,
nipples so pink.
Contrast
to make you think.
Imagine me bare
without any lace.
Rosy cheeks,
not just on my face.
Barely I feel
your finger’s tips.
Lightly, softly,
gorgeous flicks.
Watch those nips get harder
without an actual touch,
|wet spot growing
on my panties, my crotch.
See what you are doing,
hear my pleas.
Feel my trembling need,
desperation for release.
This is all I need
and then some.
But don’t think for one second,
You’d be the only one.
I am sad to confirm,
this is not about you.
It is about me,
don’t wanna make you a fool.
I am begging you:
let me, let me be.
Myself!
Not a trophy on your shelf.
Remember, warm flesh beats
cold digital metal.
You might shut off your device,
but can’t shut me out just as nice.
Keep in mind, my heart’s on the line,
undercover.
Know I will keep you in mine;
feels like forever.
