we bang it
we break it
i'm talking of this lust
that we splash..
twisting to our finger tips
as they make way on our skins
killing the shame
and feasting to our uncover
if it's me and you
this true we love
..this is how we are
cold mornings of intolerance
to each others solitudes
so we sneak into physical intimacy
chasing the fabric away
we can't breathe like this
..but we live like that

..pleasure pillows