one
two
three

breathe love,
close your eyes
and imagine rainbows
and puppies
and small children
with ice cream
smeared on their
innocent faces
think about
cool breezes,
snow, arctic
long cold showers. . .

hold on. . .
do not let
go yet
just feel me
i just want
a taste
a nip
a bite
a small sip
you are meant
to be savored
not devoured
delicately,
artfully

temptress,
do not give
in yet
i'll let you
come ever so close
and i'll pull back,
give you a
minute to
try and gain
control just
to watch you
lose every ounce
of it again. . .

ah. . .
the game we
play is such
a dangerous one

don't worry love,
it will be great, i promise. . .