ten lines of love
is never enough
the look in your eyes
is melting my thighs
the brush of your lips
the grind of your hips
the touch of your hand
a loving demand
the stroke of your tongue
and we’ve just begun

ten lines more
because I adore
the way that you bite
when you’re holding me tight
pushing me down
as you start to pound
the thrust of your cock
as you start to rock
you’re so hard and so big
and that’s the end of this gig