Yeah, he was so sweet on it

that place,

that some forgot

where he’d slowly twirl his fingers

through my hair

and try to pin

messy strands upon my crown, there

but

left a few curls, straggling down

along the nape

that sensuous place,

that soft curve

left uncovered

that made me swerve

and look behind

not that I could see,

but for him

and his thoughts,

and oh,

what his warm breath

did suggest

as his open mouth

passed by

and shivers

ran up

and down

my spine.