my feet feel the wetness of fallen leaves.
my back stings, scratched from tree bark.
my arms are stretched sideways, in tengu,
my head turned slightly upwards,
I inhale deeply.
and feel my chest tighten.
I feel cool breeze grazing my skin,
but, only in places where your body is not touching mine.
you against my skin,
you gently cradle my cheeks with your hand,
while the other is forcefully tugging my hair,
to adjust my face as it fits you.
did I fail to mention that you are absolutely demanding?