Touch Me
written by: ReddPenn
How can every brush of a finger
Linger on my mind like a line of
Coke, smoke yo ass, don’t ask so many questions
Confessions, am I weird? Am I a creep?
For wanting you to touch me, don’t make a peep
I won’t say no to you, so please
I need you to ask for it to be fine
I need to know you’re content with being mine
Call me disgusting, but don’t forget
My hands on your chest
My heart in your hands
Please be gentle
Please
ReddPenn is a student in Charleston, West Virginia. They spend their time playing clarinet, reading, and writing. They like to spend most of their time alone, or playing video games.
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