For me. And for you.

Disorderly and wanton

My thoughts, my…thighs

I’m eager to escape

Holding dear the hidden images

Of the truth that lies beneath

And your smoothing thumb

Ensuring not a wrinkle in sight

I’ll do it for me, or is it for you?

The janitor for my trash speckled life

Picking me up, cleaning my dirtiness

You spread me open

And swirl your tongue

Wiping everything away

Cleanliness is next to godliness

And where there’s will, there is a way

The ink on my side

Promises one hell of a ride

And soon we’re both visiting our place

So…

Am I doing it for me?

Or is it for you?

I adore you Beast❤️