I know you had quite other plans
Of cozy couch and careful touches
You want my body, all I offer
Touch me in ways I have not been
What if, instead, however
You took me down to walk the beach?
We could hold hands, entwine our fingers
You could embrace me and the weather
The storm subsides, the winds stay with us
Your touch is gone, the feeling lingers
I need no talk, no conversation
Just hold me tight and keep me walking
I can’t go on, my mind craves sensation
Of kinds we can not share out here
Or what if we let concerns slide
And get my butt cheeks sandy.
It’s cold and damp and sticks to the skin
But oh it feels amazing
I want your hands in all the places
Tell me why you have just two
It’s good you know how to mistreat me
I look forward to losing patience