Look at me…

The lower the lights go the more your eyes take shape. I can see the rage in your hormones that race. They’re something I’d luv to trace with my fingertips. To get me even closer to your lips. To taste them in a kiss in the preserve of the dark. That’s where I hear the howling in your heart. The faint breaths that come to life. Where I sync to the creature you try to hide. I enjoy when we collide and I sink into you. I grind to the feel to the way you move. There’s a thirst upon your tongue that invites me in. A sound from within that makes me crave again. I listen to you moan so I know how to play with your sex. You’re what I need as I stuck on your neck. Digging my teeth into your flesh I want a bite. But it’s when I go down is when you tend to excite. Your curves adjust to pleasure to feed my hunger. I bow to be you luv’r. To see you looking down at my nibbling your lip that’s pinched between your teeth. As your head leans back for your lingering eyes to close for it to breathe. I’m the monster you wish to tame. But it’s you I have barred to the flesh begging for an escape. To free you is to be accepted into the daybreak comes back around. You’re such a savage when you tease me with sound. As I’m up for exploring your body with lustful groping that drives you insane. Roll on over, arch your back and take real girth that can be explained. Mmm, it’s how your hips rotate as in sliding in. My hands are free to roam to squeeze a grip. Perfection is a breathtaking awareness we obtain fuckin the way we do. We’re just to damn good at it to not put us to use. With a ooh and a weeee, we give and take. Speaking distasteful fantasies we never say. Not until the sun fades upon the horizon as fur is to begin. Choking a freak like you is a dangerous trigger sought out from within. We’re one in the same as we burn the room without a savage being lit. Fuck me with your eyes and make my dick spit. All over your face, nice and warm. Do me and I’ll do you until the day we mourn…