Touch me

I know if you
ran your hands
up my stockings
the world
would stop turning
for just one moment
stop
as you knelt
before me
my scent
filling your lungs
the warmth
upon your face
you can feel
the wetness
the closer you get
I know
the world’s spinning
would stop
as your tongue
reaches out
just to touch me
ever so gently
for a moment
the taste of salt
and sweet
the world
stops
for just a moment