The Blood & The Bones

foreplay from far away

for now I can only write you into me

thrusting these words into my sex

letters like fingertips upon my lips, my breasts

promises pushing me to my knees

sentences swirl like tongue on tongue

Split me open with soliloquy

messages that cum on my soul

swallowing the orgasm in your voice

Force fucked by your poetry

I want you so bad

So fucking bad

come home, come home

and take me

LL