You were about to explode,
As your body shivered with excitement,
It was I you thought of all those times,
I guess it’s flattering in a way,
For you to think of me so intimately,
It’s even a bit humorous.
I have never touched you,
There’s no need to,
I don’t even know what I say that provokes it,
All I know is towards the end of our conversations,
You’re too busy to speak.
As you move—back and forth,
I am left there wondering,
And then I decide to join in,
I found humor in making you sweat and groan,
And when I thought you had had enough,
I left without saying a word,
Leaving you alone with your thoughts and a towel.