post-fuck limp

Note to self: donít get stoned and have sex
his hands will feel like they belong to someone else
and your closed eyelids will take you to places
you donít want to remember

Your open eyes will remind you that youíre safe
that heís there with you, and that you trust him
youíre scared to blink for that fraction of a second
where you lose his face to the darkness
you donít want to be anywhere else
but here with him

He kisses you like you are life itself
and you feel everything from desire to fear
overthinking everything too much until you realise
thinking wonít save you from the darkness inside
there is only one way to reclaim the things that you lost
and you can hear the tremor in your voice
when you whisper ďfuck meĒ
but you need to feel him inside
giving you pleasure where there was once only pain
getting lost in the way he feels inside of you
remaking your body into something
that has never felt more alive than in this moment

You fuck until you canít fuck anymore
he stops when you ask, even though heís not yet spent
but you fall asleep in each otherís arms anyway
respected and loved for the first time ever

© Indie Adams 2016
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
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