Cravings

My body craves your touch.

My breasts crave to be held

     My back craves to arch

              My legs crave to be spread

                     My hair craves to be pulled

                            My hands crave to be held

                                   My body craves to tense

                                          My mouth craves to moan

                                                 My stomach craves to flutter

                                                        My heart craves to stop

                                         I

                                                Crave

                                                             You

Sometimes

My body is weird.

Sometimes it wants to be held,

Sometimes it wants to be grabbed.

Sometimes it craves sex,

But sometimes it just wants to cuddle.

Sometimes it wants be left alone,

But mostly it just wants you.