Passion isn't built to last
It's full of speed wobbles
But ****
It's exhilarating
And goes entirely too fast
But my love,
Does the thought of my lips
Deligating goosebumps to your skin
Ever momentarily
Assign the blood to your toes
And just make you want to
Drink me up
Slowly,
Like I somehow quench an undying thirst
And you don't want to waste a drop
Passion, my love