I have been you before, in the transitory space that binds,
we cling to the skin of one another to peel and fall.
It is in the hours, that we remember each other's mortality.
Pushing back and forth with screams of debauched regret
I find myself beneath you again, as you claim the rest unconquered.
With tears streaming down, I cry for you to stop but pull you still deeper. Your mouth covers my breast with hunger
Have you found yet what you were looking for?
Your essence bursts inside of me, as I stain my flesh with the rest of your longing.
Be still inside of me, I beg you... I fear I might burn away for good this time.