Just a Peek (Patreon)

You lift your shirt, a slow reveal,A little skin you meant to steal.The room grows warm, the air grows thinI try to breathe, but can't begin.

You laugh and say, "It's just the heat,"But I can feel my own heart beat.No need to hide, no need to teaseYou've got me weak right at the knees.

So lift it slow, or lift it fast,I'll take the moment, make it last.No shame, no rush, just you and meA little peek of what could be.