Anticipation
Lost in thoughts of you I wait patiently on the bed
Legs crossed sitting on the edge
The cool air drifts across my skin
Shivering slightly I wrap my arms around myself
Pulling myself into a smaller ball
Eyes staring at the door
Almost willing you to enter that moment
The anticipation of having you near is driving me wild
The thoughts I have in my mind are corrupt with desire
Fingernails scrape up and down my legs lightly while I wait
Leaving no trace but the touch drives me
Anticipation of the thought of your hands where my are
The shivers of cold are replaced with the shivers of sexual desire
Created by SF