January 13, 2009

I Know You're There

I know you're there
in the shadows.
I hear soft rustling.
The floorboards creak.

In the shadows
I smell desire.
The floorboards creak.
I hold my breath.

I smell desire--
English Leather.
I hold my breath
and wet my lips.

English Leather,
come and join me,
and wet my lips
beneath the sheets.

Come and join me.
I hear soft rustling
beneath the sheets.
I know you're there.

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