My hijab hides how wet I get.

My hijab hides how wet I get. Some nights I stay wrapped because I like how wet I feel under my hijab. My anklet pushes against my skin when my thighs stay restless, trying to hold the wetness in. It makes me feel like my body wants to open more, knowing so much stays hidden where no one can see. Wanting and hiding at the same time makes my wetness feel like it’s begging to be found. Sometimes I think secrets make me wetter than any touch ever could. I write because it’s the only way to let someone near the wetness my hijab keeps hidden.