Sweating palms
Dripping heat
Hunting to calm
Because, desire is my only psalm
I wanna be a hooper
A spade hidden in aces
A prodigy of you, my beautiful Beast…
Igniting you like a box of tinder
To the right, to the left
To the left, to the right
My sex is perfectly-ripe
Ready for you to swipe
Sparks from friction
Only add to our addiction
Closer than close
Locked in a meaningful resuscitation
Our word of mouth…
Never broken
For us…love is always spoken