Dots On A Lover

All i want to do

Is count the moles on your body,

The ones you hide and

The ones you show.

Trace them all with my finger,

A path of my love.

I want you as my lover

As a slave to my desires,

As I am to yours.

I want you with violence,

My nails deep in you.

The drop of your blood

Licked by my finger.

I want to hear the scream

Of your aching limbs,

Tired from the night gone by.

I want to find your tongue,

With mine.

And I want to do things

That I've only read in books.

I want to explore every

Nook and corner,

Of your body as

I want you to explore mine.

I want you as you want me.

No less but perhaps more.

For all I want is to count those moles on your body....