I pass the time unthinking
Knowing with the soft slide of flesh against mine
That I don't have to say a word
Well maybe one...please?
Said in the most sacred of exhalations
When the heart races and all your body wants
Is to be completed by the urging of another
You drive me wild
Hair tangled like sheets around our grinding patterns
Slap of heated skin against rough palms
Mmmm...just like that. Don't stop


I wouldn't dare.