Look Me In the Eyes

Look me in the eyes.
Tell me how you plan to take
me for the first time.
Will our lips be blessed
by the passage of passion
and desire's press?
Will you make me gasp
as you assert dominance
with your mighty grasp?
Will you lift my dress
to inhale my sternum's breadth,
your deep fingers wet?
Is it from behind
with your teeth on my neck's nape,
your palms on my spine?
Will you have me claimed
in the silence of the night
that breaks from our names?
Will you hold me, dear,
and promise to keep me safe
so I dare not fear?
Look me in the eyes.
Tell me how you plan to take
me for the first time.