unwrapped.
c. 2001, Miriam M. Wynn
unbind me,
unwrap me like a present,
spread me beneath and beyond and upon objects, beds,
hardwood floors.
let me smell the musk of your lust filling rooms, apartments, whole cities,
fill me so that I am exploding with your smells, your desire,
your need.
place me in all the positions you expect,
detain my wrists, my body,
keep me at your beck and call and wanting,
keep me marinating in the juices you have filled me with,
soaked me with;
every time you enter remind me that I belong to you,
keep me here at your mercy,
open, bursting,
ready to be yours.