The Awakening (Discretion Advised?)

I wake to your lips,

Not on my neck but my hips.

Instantly they turn warm,

With the clasp your lips form.

With grins we pour into each other’s eyes,

Causing my body to take swift rise.

I lay you down with my beating chest,

My heart speaks to the one it knows best.

Hot breath escapes after violent kisses,

My mouth then returns to what it always misses.

My jaw lowers at the heat between your legs,

I now take you in as it desperately begs.

You are mine.