Love Poems: For the Aging Teenager

54

Dropping my dress

around my ankles,

I can feel the rapid pacing of my heart

speed up.

And your eyes,

are hungrier than I've ever seen

in my entire life;

and my body,

is an object

beneath your

screening.

So come,

closer

no, closer,

and touch me

up and down the spine

of my back.

Slide your hand between my legs

and make me vibrate

with a sensation

I have never

felt before.

Dominate me.