​Your Middle Finger

Please me
The length of it
The width of it
The way you command it
To do your bidding excite me
I watch the way you
Position your middle finger
And I want to emulate it
When I am alone
But I can’t
I even try to hold it in front of my nose
And smell what you do afterwards
When we are in the restaurant
But I prefer you to do it
Just like you do when you scoop the
Whipped cream from my cappuccino
And offer me a taste
And I cream because your middle finger
Pleases me
I notice everything about your middle finger
That same finger you use to stir your coffee
And its quite possibilities
And I am the most important
Person in the world
That thing
That glorious thing buggers me and when
A substitution is needed
I day dream again and again
As to when I will
Get the chance to see your middle finger
Extended from your hand
Knowing all it takes is for
Someone and then
Anyone to turn down an
Advance from you
And that thing
That glorious thing
Is mine
All mine
And I don’t even have to open my mouth