st- st- 
stumbl-
in’
i’m lost in you 

call me K-kay and kiss me softly on the nape of my neck
call me f-fi-five and wait for me to fall asleep while you read me poetry

i will undress for you
past my clothes, past joan jet growling do you want to touch me
past shoes and stockings
right down to my fucking bones
and then past that