Against the Wall
Against the wall
I'm pressed
gasping for breath
Your lips traveling down my neck
your fingers searching for gold
and they've found success
my dress sliding down
my back against the wall
my legs around your waist
It's all happening so fast.
I mean I can't even remember
how we started
But I know it will finish
the intense pace were going at
It's been a while since I've felt passion like this
I slap your hand for leaving marks
where people can see
but keep letting you do it
because the process of getting
feels so good to me
I'm losing restraint
I say no but it goes unanswered
I say stop but we keep going
In the back of our minds were
both knowing that this is trouble.
The act versus doing the right thing.
I feel like were both fools.
But what can we do?
All I know is tonight your smell is intoxicating
I could drink you and I am more than willing.
Your hair falling all over my face as I fall into you.
Bodies colliding. Smells combining.
Pleasures rising.
And we reach the climax.
But somewhere deep inside
I know tomorrow I will continue to desire.
You.
Copyright © Shahana Jackson | Year Posted 2012
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