This poem i wrote in my journal, on September 5. This is completely unedited.
A Drunken Night
The bed creaks, our souls speak.
Your mouth on mine, our bodies collide.
Your soft cries, echo through my mind.
The heat of your touch, the heat of the moment.
Inhibition lost, drank it all away,
Replaced with lust.
And as we satisfy, that primal urge,
Do you even wonder, where we go from here?
My mind is blind, filled with images of you.
The taste of your skin,
The heat of your body,
The feeling of your lips,
Sin so sweet.
Bliss.
My mind now blank,
My thoughts of you,
Between thick sheets,
I leave my soul, my very essence,
Now a part of you.
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