2 Fingers

They scramble
 Almost in a mad hurry
 To send me their photos
 Grainy images of genitals
 Penises, cocks, dicks
 Dangling testicles, balls, nuts
 Showing off their hairy bellies
 Manly navels, encircled with fur
 Strong thighs and tight cheeks
 Full lips framed by chiseled jaw lines
 Oh, no but not him
 There's no need for all that show
 No, he sends me one image
 A clear image of his hand, drawn
 Pointer and middle finger untucked
 Thumb unfolded
 Long fingers of his tanned hardworking hands
 Strong, skilled fingertips
 Because that is all that is needed
 From him
 To propel me into a wet thirsty frenzy
 Mad, craving his touch