polite

you leave such an impression
like the carpet on my knees
i know you like that one look I give you
when you tell me I’m a tease
you know you can grip my hair even harder
i like the pleasure in pain
i want to see your eyes when you’re coming
and steal all the breath you contain
when you’re done and I swallow
well, then you can turn to me
i don’t mind biting or strong language
and can take a whack or three
we can be polite with our clothes on
in here there’s just no need
but if you hold me down when you taste me
you might get me to say please