Do you feel my tongue
Against your wettened flesh?
My cherry-flavored mouth
Pressed up against your own?
Lick my open wounds
My blood arousing your tastes
Kiss my sores clean
Dirt dissolving into your saliva
Make sweet love to my lips
The way you used to
When the nights were young
And the days grew old
Soft gasps escape from you
In all of the heated passion
Make me yours tonight
Leave your mark on me
I want to feel your imprint
Etched in my heart.
