With her,
It was always ***.
An absolute meltdown of passion
At least twice a day for half of the year.
No words or even sounds.
Silence.
Only two bodies convinced of love.
Lies.
When both of us had one thing in mind.
Satisfaction.
Close the curtains
Block the sun and all hope of greeting the day.
The most beautiful dungeon
In the world
Was mine
For just a little while.