(Poem) Naked

The goal is to get him naked, strip him to the core, seduce his mind, make some of his time become mines. This is about more than the physical, getting lost in his brown eyes, or comfortably resting on his chest. Cuddle time can come later, and although sex is immediately on his mind, and I’m curious about his D-game we have to wait, get to know stuff about each other, like what’s his favorite color, and his favorite food, does he snore when he sleeps, and what are his biggest dreams, but even if I fall victim to his touch, one minute we’re talking, the next we’re naked, on the couch, or the backseat of his car, getting lost within each other, even though we barely know each other, I still can’t help but be curious afterward about who he is and how can I explore him? 

Naked, Lashuntrice