the chill of the night against the heat

of your skin, i shudder in pleasure.

         i moan in impatience. 

you’ve been occupying my thoughts, my mind

         for hours now,  skip the foreplay and just fuck me.

humanity wore down, grounded into dust, i

         lost control–i’m unruly.

shattering in your arms, i burry my cries in your shoulder.

         how does it feel to capture a shooting star

with nothing more than your lips and fingers?

         i’m normally so composed, calm, detached

but here, on your lap, i collapse. combust.

         my vision blurs, colors so vivid, i swear i can see in the dark.

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