sweetness

i’ve completely fallen
for the back
of his
neck.
the way his hair is
shaved short
down by his
nape
the few stray dark blond
hairs that trail
toward his
back.
i freeze when he turns away,
my brain turns to nothing
but the image of
my lips
kissing a path down his
spine. my face heats
to a sunburn glow
when i
think about undoing the buttons
of his silk dress shirt
one by
one
when i think about slipping
my arms around his soft
white undershirt,
his hips.