It Means Nothing to Me

You came back  
To see if I would get in
Your car with you….
Being drunk and melancholy,  
I did it.  
Of course I did.
You take me for a "ride"
Just driving  
In your black Camaro
Pull into an empty parking lot
Barely lit  
And somehow shuffle me into  
The backseat  
Lift up my skirt  
And wet my pussy with your  
Tongue, push your face  
Deep into my cunt
Coming up for air sometimes  
Lifting your face to me  
…my dark angel,  
My perfect dark angel….
And then in haste, unbutton your pants  
You fuck me, you grunt, you fuck  
And I don’t want to like it,  
I know this is bad,
You're a married man.  
I really know this time  
It’s bad,  
But you fuck me  
Anyway
Your body hard and heavy  
You fuck with deep, practiced  
Thrusts    
We cum
Together for some reason
But I don’t love you  
I’m not sure I even like you  
But perhaps that’s exactly the beauty  
Of just fucking
For fuck's sake.