Bruised

Your fingers graze my skin
Running along the flesh
There isn't a place you've left untouched

You tell me I have the softest skin
The sweetest that you've ever tasted
saying that it's like as a peach

Fingertips dig in deeper
Pulling in as close as we can get
My ass is red with handprints

If I was a peach like you said
I would be the sweetest around
But definitely the most bruised