Matte finish on your lips;
Just drives up my hunger.
When your lips part
To make ways for our tongues;
To get into this dance
Of equal rhythm and wildness
The silence breaks with
Upcoming hickeys and moans…
Middle of the night…
Naked in my arms,
Breathing heavily;
When the rain came down,
You held me tighter,
Leaving marks on my body
And I returned the favour.
In the middle of the night,
I saw; a new beginning for us…