Wake up

Submitted by #FigureForeplay…

I woke up with you sitting on my face.

Sweaty, intense thoughts threatening to rob me of life but rescue me from death at the same time.

Your phrases fingering my lips before sliding down my throat.

I taste your wrath and your compassion on my tongue.

The smell of your wetness and sound of your writhing dominance pour into my nose and ears as I listen and wait to evolve new senses for you to control.

Good Morning. Good mourning.

God is moaning.