let’s not make love

instead,
fuck the starry-eyed dreams
right out of my head
there’s romance in
shoving my body
hard against a wall
and stealing
every bit of oxygen
from my lungs
look at me
like a hunter
watching his prey
silence my pleas
with your tongue
until i am dripping
from your chin
pull my hair
as you enter my body
tie me up
and drink me in
consume every bit of me

October 11, 2015

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