You’re a pressure against my skin- I crawl to you, dragging myself slow, breasts and belly to the dirt of this want: animal hungry, predator steady. Fingers dug into the softest parts- your ecstatic mouth open tongue stroking the grip I’ve got on your control, control yourself, that steady measure, I’m coming for you. I’m coming for you, pulling me up to you here, hauling the earth up to our knees. We’re burning the edges, my hands starving, flexing from fingers to claws and back in the need the need the need to pull you deeper in to me- I’m coming for you. I’m coming.