Eager

You caught me staring at you today.
Well not exactly staring.
Longing, rather.
Lusting. Hoping.
Fucking you in my mind,
tracing your rough stubble
with my eyes and wondering
what it would be like to learn
your body’s topography
with my eager hands
and impatient tongue.
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