your lips feel
b r e a t h t a k i n g l y
seductive
at the base of my throat
f
u
c
k
…
you’re killing me
with your tight grip
that sends me over the edge
you race me there
but always end up
letting me win
and i bite my bottom lip
because i know you like it
(and also i can’t help it)
so i let go
and cry out
as i surrender to you
my insides burning
as i drown in your ocean
and i fucking
love it
February 10, 2016
Unfiltered Poetry 