Jo.

When you wake up first thing in the morning what do you need.

Eyes open
and I need you
I turn to face the wall
trying to ignore
the growing need

A ghost of your aroma
lingers
I know you left with
my roommate
I know you're waiting
for me

When I put my lips to you
to quickly you burn
tongue scalded, hands jerking
still you fill me to the brim
and warm my core