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Kiss Me Hard Before You Go
our foreheads press together
like flamingoes
all pretty in pink
the eye contact is primal and speaks
to the holes we try to fill with dirt
and sex and lovers we left in
car accidents and goodbye notes
screaming it’s not you it’s me
we tried that with each other
tried to burn it all down and rise
from the ashes some mangled
phoenix that was all human and not designed
to survive that kind of heat
with you here now
the scent of you breaking
the doom clock
ticking away our last breaths
all I want is one last time in your arms
I undress your tears and lift your chin
kiss you gently
because we’re both caged animals
shivering and hurt
but more than that
lamenting a loss of time that
we squandered
took for granted
or wasted it trying to put right all the wrongs
it’s left us here
naked and vulnerable
you fold into my arms
your head on my shoulder
your hand slides down
grasps the root of all our problems
there’s nothing shy or coy
no hesitation
because it’s yours
we exorcised all the shadows
and all that’s left is us
I grow hard in your hand
thickening and filling until your fingers
barely touch
I push you back to the wall grunting
our heads together again
I palm your ass
and lift you
your long legs wrap my waist
and I slide in
your pussy opens
gripping my head
then slowly you take every agonising
inch of me
until you’re impaled
I let out a rush of air
letting you stretch and accomodate
fuck me
you pant breathless
make me feel something other than the pangs
in my chest
and I do
I fuck you like it’s the first time and the last
slow and deep
you take your clit into your own hands
lean back spit on your fingers
and swirl to match my rhythm
nothing else exists
except you and me
and how we’re connected
sin-deep
I whisper my love in between each slow thrust
waiting to ride your orgasm on my shaft
the one that’s all long slow contractions
that feel like they’ll never end
and when you hit that high
I want to fill you with every loss and need I ever had
because it aches so beautiful
until my knees buckle
like flamingoes
all pretty in pink
the eye contact is primal and speaks
to the holes we try to fill with dirt
and sex and lovers we left in
car accidents and goodbye notes
screaming it’s not you it’s me
we tried that with each other
tried to burn it all down and rise
from the ashes some mangled
phoenix that was all human and not designed
to survive that kind of heat
with you here now
the scent of you breaking
the doom clock
ticking away our last breaths
all I want is one last time in your arms
I undress your tears and lift your chin
kiss you gently
because we’re both caged animals
shivering and hurt
but more than that
lamenting a loss of time that
we squandered
took for granted
or wasted it trying to put right all the wrongs
it’s left us here
naked and vulnerable
you fold into my arms
your head on my shoulder
your hand slides down
grasps the root of all our problems
there’s nothing shy or coy
no hesitation
because it’s yours
we exorcised all the shadows
and all that’s left is us
I grow hard in your hand
thickening and filling until your fingers
barely touch
I push you back to the wall grunting
our heads together again
I palm your ass
and lift you
your long legs wrap my waist
and I slide in
your pussy opens
gripping my head
then slowly you take every agonising
inch of me
until you’re impaled
I let out a rush of air
letting you stretch and accomodate
fuck me
you pant breathless
make me feel something other than the pangs
in my chest
and I do
I fuck you like it’s the first time and the last
slow and deep
you take your clit into your own hands
lean back spit on your fingers
and swirl to match my rhythm
nothing else exists
except you and me
and how we’re connected
sin-deep
I whisper my love in between each slow thrust
waiting to ride your orgasm on my shaft
the one that’s all long slow contractions
that feel like they’ll never end
and when you hit that high
I want to fill you with every loss and need I ever had
because it aches so beautiful
until my knees buckle
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