20.04.16-close

You’re so close

I can almost taste you now

We dream when

We’re

awake

Skin so soft

Skin so hot

Sweat slick your body glides 

against me

straining against 

cuffs

Back arched

Head thrown back

Hips

Rising

Falling

Frantic rhythm

A new

Language

of moans

 language

a screams

dreams happen

when were close