She's like a disease
Just breathe it in
He is infected
With the girl
of his dream
s
Inject me with your love

I'm inspired by your lust

Baby, we can make a memory

In the backseat of my car

mood changing
calming
focusing

when you profess sadness
or loneliness
it lessens mine

true a crutch
used to organize my feelings
and my emotions

at the other end I know myself better
a cross examination of humanity

sampling the samples of
a mind in a moment

making me feel
sorting complexity
a shiver on my arm

you provide context
clarity

Fingers tracing the back of your hand,
Slowly, barely touching
They travel up your arm,
Down your back,
To cup and pull towards me
Hard bodies against each other
        Soft lips against each other;
Each skip and caress
Played out by your hands
Sets fire to my body,
We move together,
Writhing bodies,
Hastily
              We undress each other
Heat of our lips and mouths meeting,
There we stand naked;
A pause to drink with my eyes,
The full figure of my enhanced desire,
We reach forwards
       Quivering