And I want to adore you too.
I want to hold your hand and kiss your neck and send you winky emoticons.
I want you to count down the days until you see me. I want you to go to untold lengths to peel back my covers and slip inside them. And me.
I want to doodle your name and imagine your lips reaching for mine.
I want to fantasize about your tongue massaging my center until I explode.
I want to stroke you and taste you. I want you to beg to be inside me.
I want to anticipate our next date. Our next kiss. Our first weekend away.
I want to be adored.
I want to think you’re the bees knees.
I want us to be on fire.