zebrasindenver

I put you in the bath and sit writing,

the lights are dim and the cigarette burns in the ashtray,

some music rings in the distance,

some wine is in my cup,

and i think of you laying there wet and naked,

but i don’t come,

you ask me to open the door,

but i wait till you come to me,

till i can kiss your damp skin, your smell so gorgeous,

i am so thirsty for you.