If You Let Him Sit Closer

Because I want you wanting more.

Written for you, D. For the next time you read this alone.

If you let him sit closer, I’d notice before you did.
I’d see the way your knees touched, the way his arm rested against yours.
I’d tell you to keep talking, like nothing had changed.
But I’d be watching every shift in your body, every deeper breath.
And I’d be the one deciding how close he’d get next.

Because I want you wanting more.
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