My nose against the
Crown of your head
Slow without being
Tentative
Urgent without
Insistent
Although there are
Times when I take
You hard and brilliant
Against the kitchen
Counter
Because I fuck as
Hard with my words
As I do with
My body
Coaxing
Drawing forth
The velveteen whore
Your hair in my hands
Here, where you open
Juices running down
Your thighs
We are rhythms
Melodies
I compose and listen
To the beautiful
Symphony of you
A final burst,
You clench
Asking permission
Between gasps
This animal electricity
Shocks us both
Afterwards,
Awkward with
Tenderness,
I hold you
Tight and sure,
I have you
I have you
I have you
Whew!! god. This is absolutely wonderful. **fans self**
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