Tying knots in wired black hair Grasping smooth skin with desperate searching Fingers What I have is yours and what you own is Mine own heart do not be true I never asked for this trust this Love Phallus nightmares robbing flesh Of my one desire love without Lust full of passionless groping Sex without caring Crazy Meaningless screw Drive the rush of flooding Mess between your legs Into my own Naked spreading Need Encompassing your Now relaxing erotic organ In my own tight Wetness So we lie in the aftermath of sweet release Together Soaked with longing and Dreaming of later because Between us, as One We are finished and yet Still forever wanting More.
