Lips spit finger clit.
Rub pinch till you're
within an inch.
Stop move fingers away
Think of yesterday.
Don't you dare return
till I give the word.
Whispered barely heard.
So intense is the feeling
all senses realing .
Torture you might say
not allowed to have your way.
That you lost along time ago
when you signed that you were
mine.
My pet my toy my private joy.
Shelves empty.
Toilet roll no more.
That in every bloody store.
People with shopping trollys full of flour and pasta.
Can't fill them faster.
Hamster shopping the word of the year.
Corona no longer a name just famous for beer.
Flights cancelled boarders closed.
Please don't rub your nose.
Disinfect every thing you touch.
Some times it gets too much.
Every one you pass on the street
thinking the same.
Have you got it too.
The bloody chinese flu.
Where and when it will end no one can say
Looking forward to that day.