Passion
Passionate words and slurred sex
Disdain diluted, mixed with sly insults
You pour and pump yourself into me
One shot at a time, I crumble
Under the weight of us together
You are the handsome stranger
Cautionary tales are written about
You lick without love, touch without care
I know I should flee and find true devotion
But instead I lie on my back, in our bed
Encouraging you to eat your heart out
. . .