Red Light District

The vapors sweat the walls. Water drips from skin. Delicious
Vicious affliction, our methods dirty with seductive ambitions
Like the ring on your finger, I’ll take your breath away
Laid bare on the bed while the moonlight highlights your frame

Painted naked, we fuel a smoldering flame
Growling hysteria amongst this moment, pure joy upon your face
You licked my neck, I bit your flesh, and then you let out a soft wince
A sex-filled vex etched into our mirrored minds, while her lit cigarette hissed

Her tender fingers touched upon some old scars
In the dark, I skip my palms from her chest to her arms
Her eye shadow deepens the point in her alluring stare
The neon light’s flash cascades across her wavy hair

Her hands enter mine as I breathe in her sweet perfume
One slight caress of her thigh and her excitement grew
The fair skinned vixen has me lifted and I need more
It’s the way her voice consumes. I demand an encore

I watch as she sheds the clothes off her skin onto the ground
She approaches me. A trail of smoke dances around the room
Like animals, we sound off and uproar in loving growls
Reddish cheeks, flushed, but the sensation cannot be doused
Furiously pulsing, the blood in our necks constrict
What a feeling, we seem to have roused and let flourish

A flowering ecstasy emerges that cannot be kept down
A howling urge lets erotic words and muffled sounds slip
Until there are only seasoned lips and giggling mouths
Often dueling tongues until we’re exhausted