Close Your Eyes

Close your eyes As I grasp your hand
Gently turning
Your wrist skywards
Softly I brush
My lower lip against
The inner part of
Your wrist

I look up at you
As you quiver,

I giggle at the

Barometer I have

On and with you.

I gently suck

The pulse I feel

Dracula like

I close my eyes

Feel the heat of

Your pulse

Deep within my body

Exciting me
I open my eyes

I am on my morning bus

          Only thinking of you.