His chocolate against my brown skin,
We are one when he is within
I have a man and he, has a lady.
The events that led up to this point don’t matter.
The sound of the bed, the clang, the clatter
Makes every muscle, down below, tighten;
His anxiety, his frustration to some it may frighten!
But I take it, every inch, every thrust, every bite, every scratch;
To the power of my sex he is no match.
And when he can no longer take it, he bites his lip
I look down on him with a smile and with one twist of my hip.
He releases himself inside of me.
And now it’s time for me to leave.
I dress myself, he is still exposed,
laying in bed, he overdosed.
I turn to leave, he grabs my face.
And with one hand on my waist.
A kiss on the cheek?
No, in my mouth his tongue sneaks.
We stop and stare. Add a few small pecks,
Then I turn and make it bounce, like a bad check.