All the Different Ways

I want you 100 different ways
 
As rain pelts my window screen
Tickling its cool fingers across my
clavicle and shoulders
Reminding me of the weight and
breadth of your hands
And how they cup my arms like
delicate china
Deserving to be held with pinky
pointing to the clouds
 
It’s steady tap-tap-tap carries the
memory of your body hoisted
above my own
As you implanted yourself into
my soul with the rhythm of your pelvis
Swaying slowly between my thighs
Until I broke like the shadow of lightning
streaking across a tan eggshell wall
Crackling with the same force and power
Sucking your body into my own
with a gasp
Feeling you unfurl and soften
 
Only leaving me desiring more
 
Wanting you a 1000 different ways