Your Lust

I want your lust.
I want to taste it.
I want to feel it.
I want to touch it.

Feel your touch.
Your lips on my flesh.
My cock deep inside you.
Your gasps at my penetrations.

The choking moans.
My hands around your ankles.
Your hips.
Your neck.

The scent of my cum on you
In you
Swallowing every drop.
Like a good girl.

The fishnets on my skin.
The feel of your hair on my thighs
The intensity in your green eyes.
The pain, the passion.

The feel of carrying you
to the bath after.
The washing, the cuddling.
Your head on my chest.

A momentary pause in this
war we live in.
A moment of oneness.
Singularity.
Solidarity.

Peace.