Touch Gives Away the Game
Do his actions match his words?
Does he kiss those places you dread to let be seen,
Those you hide,
The folds under you jawline where the skin is no longer supple,
What you hide under your locks?
The places where the creases of age have left their mark?
Does he spend the time?
Does he spend his passion there, letting you know his love is true,
Not just words to get his way?
Does he worship the backs of your thighs, taking time to treasure every inch?
Or does he expect you to serve his needs, bend to his will,
To ensure he is satisfied first and foremost?
His true motivations are easily discerned by a lack of passion,
By selfish pressures.