A Bottoms Top

Proud of my flesh
a bit of my blood

We don't have to mesh
emotions don't have to come in a flood

Or at all
this is just about passion and the game

Neither of us have to fall
just need one to be top or be tame

To bind my wrist and make me listen
to do with me as you like

To look in your eyes and see passion glisten
and feel your heart beat spike

Your teeth at my throat, nails in my back
riding me setting the pace

Your body moving with a practiced knack
making your teeth digging in my neck pleasure with sexual grace

Wanting the game and not just a fuck
you keep going neither of us ready to stop

I'm quite happy with this kinda luck
cause I'm your bottom and your my top