Permission

I hereby give you permission

…as if you need it…

to let your eyes linger on mine for far, far too long when we cross paths

to have thoughts of me come to you, unbidden, throughout your day

to long for the next time you'll see me, hoping it'll come sooner than expected

to get a thrill of excitement when it does

to creep on my socials, enjoying photos of me, past and present

to use those photos as fuel for the fire which burns between your legs

to think of me while your fingers work feverishly to extinguish that fire

to lie awake afterwards, wondering if I'm thinking of you

…I am …I am

I always am.