Fuck Me

Felicity Johns

Bodies held
In sightless dance
With whispered pleas
To forget romance
This desperate moment
Before we meet
Our skin, our hands
These tongues that seek
I see your eyes
Within my soul
and I hear your voice
Each promise told
While pleasure sweeps
‘Cross every nerve
And your name remains
The only word
To slip off my tongue
Begging you
To just fuck me.

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