MAKE ME WET

Make Me Wet

Drip,

tremble,

with your mouth,

with your mind.

Do not tap 

and shake me

like a bop it,

ask me & pay attention.

Use your tongue softly,

run your fingers lightly,

speak to me

like you’re trying to hear me too,

see me when you help me undress,

make room for my lengthy answers,

give me space for depth.

Make

Me 

Wet

My devices make me come,

but it’s cuz I worked my mind.

There’s a build up,

there’s no rush,

it’s pace beyond release.

If you want me to remember you,

to truly remember with my body,

chills down my spine and moaning on my drive,

then you have to make me wet.

Before we even kiss,

before I lay down,

as I take my shoes off,

press your lips against my body,

at least for 5 minutes.

Make 

Me 

Wet

Without aggressive stimulation,

in the wrong places— anyway,

without rushing,

without doing it before I do.

God,

make me scream,

afterwards—

because you actually landed where my pressure points were.

Make My Energy Expand

Jesus,

¡make 

me 

wet!

With your body language,

with your mind,

with the way you can gently hold my aura,

with the wildness of my unleashing,

with your own submission.

Work for it.

Don’t make me ride for you,

are you willing to die too?

Don’t expect a PMV,

don’t expect a performance from me.

MAKE

ME 

WET

Like you’re truly thirsty for devotion,

for prayer,

for connection with creation,

like you understand your energy,

like you value what I mirror,

like I value what you give.

Do you?

Can you make me wet? 

Without just trying and giving up half way,

without making it easy in your head,

without hacking yourself.

Full senses,

activate me.

Make me wet,

because I’m the ocean and you’re fascinated by the portals.

Because you know what’s inside of me,

do you know? 

Care to explore it with me?

MAKE 

ME—

Feel like your electricity reaches me.

Like you want to die.

There’s nothing that will bring us closer,

if you allow yourself to dive.

Fully.

Present.

Now.

Don’t look back.

Look into my soul.

MAKE ME—

Desire you like crazy,

because your mind cares about my heart,

the way you breathe connects with my nervous system,

slow it down.

Make Me Wet,

like you care,

like it’s real,

like you truly wish to touch me.

Make Me Wet,

like your attraction runs deeper than the material realm,

like you see God between my legs.

Like you love yourself.

MAKE 

ME 

WET

Do you wish to see me fully stripped,

down to my essence,

like I am the source of life?

Can you hold it?

Do you trust yourself to go down the path?

Make Me Wet,

Like you live to see me alive,

like you want me to feel pleasure right before the collapse.

Make Me Wet,

like you are actually feeling me,

like you are trying to read my energy,

like you are an apprentice studying my sex;

Like my body is liturgy.

Make Me Wet,

enter the heavens with a goal,

to submerge in ecstasy and presence. 

Otherwise,

don’t make me feel like I’m a prop.