dynamo

your fingers turn

me a dynamo,

my eyes flicker

when you show up,

dopamine in my head

heads to the backflow,

I adore you my youth 

to pay the price 

of your devotion,

just sneak into kitchen 

when your bro's asleep ,

push me to the wall 

and count linings of my neck 

then watch my senses 

getting up and cat weep,

o baby, let us fly high 

you cense my red petals,

the wall is so cold but 

our play breaks the wall,

you peck me whole,

forehead to toe ,

uplift my top, and 

call me your pretty doll,

i am sure ,you will trace 

and grab fat of my abdomen,

I will crash to death but 

wait I need this death,

i swear i love when 

you smack my back , 

one hand clutching both 

my hands, your second one 

is on my hairtied head,

you touch my toes 

and thick thighs,

you kiss my belly and

i'm no longer wise, 

your finger ends try to

measure my body,

your cheeks and lips

are staples of my high tea,

each time you bring me closer ,

you turn me a dynamo.

- chetna 🌻