It starts with a kiss and heartbeats are raised I feel your grip I spit passionate praise You claw at my flesh As I tear at your clothes With back-alley ******* That no one can know In dark empty places That nobody goes Smash lips into mine As I grip at your hips Our rhythm in time As your fingers strip Animalistic inflamed You beg for this one Our passion's untamed And we've only begun
I wanted to try my hand at a **** poem and wanted it to have a simple, fast rhyme scheme with incomplete thoughts and vivid, almost violent imagery. Reminds me a lot of... well... you know ;)