Poem. She. Katie Lewington.

She woke, read a chapter of her book
fell back asleep,  her eyes were unable to stay open
second time woken
she was horny
scrabbling around in her sheets to touch her sensitive spots

in the bath
wet and soapy
she is fast to text you
although she hates messaging
she is burning up
you are slow on the phone
what can she expect

she will go it alone and tell you later.

K.L 2016  ©



Author: Idontwearahat.

Katie is a published poet, reader and reviewer.

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