Twists of limbs and bedsheets
I'm entangled within your hold
Our bodies a perfect fit
Made from a single mold
I scream for more
You growl my name
That look of pure dominance
That smile on your face
This is our dance
Our tango
Our game
You drive me wild
Nails down my flesh
You scream and scream again
Waiting for what's next
But no, not yet
Not time to end it
This dance
Our tango
I've only just begun
I slip inside you
Warm and wet
You moan my name
Faster, faster
Slow way down
Faster, faster
Round and round
Those points-so tender
Almost!
Not yet...
I slow way down
"Catch your breath"
As we dance this dance
Of limbs and sweat
"Please"
A whispered plea
Faster, faster
Stop! A tease
Faster
Slower
Warp speed
Release
And our dance
Our tango
Switches leads
This dance
This tango
Of limbs and bedsheets
About the Creator
Catherine MacKenzie
I write about murders, and murderers. I write of thoughts, confusions, victories, defeats. Of love gained and love lost. Of life in all its multi-faceted glory.
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