Away From The Crowd

Inside my hand,
the weight of my undoing
remedied only
by the thought of us screwing

Partially clothed
the rush in the risk
fingers to panties
to make you insist

Your hand finds my shape
and right past the band
working my flesh
and building a damn

Dropped to the knees
to lap and divide
my tongue is the engine
to fire that drive

Angled to part you
sucked and soon slotted
pawing like animals
to give into what's started

Mouths urgently connect
as we hum to the burn
ignited and speeding past
that point of no return.