You are ***, I remember you in redone garages, A mother talking in her sleep While lips and other things touch under covers
You are ***. I remember you after going out to get a drink from the garage His back pressed against the old car My knees on the ***** concrete.
You are ***, I remember you in dormitories Being quiet because of paper thin walls and awkward moments with unexpected roommates.
You are ***, I remember you in cars Mine at 4 in the morning, Every seat violated. His car in the backseat In the parking lot, Public, but while snow fell down First ****** in a car, first ****** while looking at something so picturesque, First from kisses down under,
You are ***, You are *** in the shower You are *** in the morning You are *** loud and hard You are *** sensual and slow and quiet You are *** yet to be had You are *** in parts of me that should never be touched, You are hot and sticky Anywhere I want you On my ******* or in my mouth You are ***, And I want you.