One Night Stand

Finding my lost voice, 
 Beneath a stranger's lips, 
Looking for warmth, 
Being grinded by a foreign body, Rubbing against me to erotic lyrics, 
That make me wanna pin you to the floor, 
Oh my, 
Your lips are already sewing me to the wall. 
What's your name? 
Argh, 
It's the morning chapter, 
You're gone and I've already lost what I was after. 
         _lost-
             Elliepoet™
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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