In the Thick
Halfway never felt so good on this side of the bed…
And quiet are the secrets we recite to our walls each night
They land on petals upon my thighs
Your rosey lips could cure this madness
Absorb our screeching moans and oohs
Coming hard like a train…
And halfway never felt so good on this side of the bed.
Catching shadows on the ceiling,
I realize I can lie here
like the good lamb and give in.
I could grow tender - fall off my bones
and crawl onto your tongue…
Because halfway never felt this good on this side of the bed.
In the thick night,
you come to play the beast,
and in your slow purr
you whisper into my wet ear…
“What is it, Miss, that will take you away from me?”
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