It was raining. Pouring fiercely. The night you lash out at me. The night I left and toss and turn again and again. This ache like fever. Crawling slow yet insatiable again. Suddenly at my apartment door. Hesitant I open it. You're soaking wet and your face the agony said it All again. I was trapped. But instead of rage. Your playful ferociousity. As I turned into a beast again. Pinning you just to be subject you subject you dream you'd need. A hot pink tank top underneath a Alabama hoodie. Your perfume like a drug to me. And I was a addict. Kisses slow. My hands selfish. Slow sipping on you. Cuz you were the only taste I couldn't deny. Pounding for days. Ecstasy to become your whisper. You whimper my name repeatedly like a song. Roughly we adored each other. In the morning. Still knowing we won't be able to leave each other alone. We're that fuck fight and break shit. Necessary roughness. Pounding thickness is the sweetest water that kill the fire alone. Slow tracing that frame. You toss and turn. It's that basic instinct vibes. That had me dreaming sweetly again and again. When we're done I'm just cradling you in my arms. As you smile and giggle again. Feenin for later when I'm on my knees cause to me you are queen. The perfect definition of look amazing in anything. You're that mary vibe of I wish you would. And you are All mines. One little fight and my poems become reality only have a taste again and again.