Sealed (a throw back from 2010)

Hands resting on hips 

But they don't kiss

Instead his head rolls back 

Eyes close

Her tongue
Working manically
Spelling out ransom notices on his neck

Feeling nothing, lost in a place where she can never be

Some where a woman with big tits and voluptuous thighs can rub her body against his

The girl in his lap...inconsequential
Grabbing

Pulling 

Tugging

Seeking closeness, she's forgotten 

But her lucid dreams remind her 

These rainbows only ever existed at the bottom of a mash barrel she once lived in

Bile rises in her throat

Allowing his scent to contaminate her 

Filling her up with disappointment and lies

She bites

Teeth scratch skin 

Moooans

But this isn't about him or his cipher

This isn't about being taken advantage of
There is no twisted manipulation
This isn't a mistake

Rhythm to hips and they dance

Animals...

Pawing
Mauling 

Subjugated flesh 

Empty spaces filled with latex and lubrication

Passing time

Timing, time

This is contact

Human nature

Something just out of reach

Deep penetration missing the mark

Deep thought lost in the wake of beastial tendencies

Emotions set to rest in the shadows of her own sickness  

Pouring cynicism into shot glasses

Another round of insignificant infatuation

It goes down like cheap bourbon these days

Setting her raw throat on fire as she swallows her own screams

Then she remembers

Her aberrations set her free

Lips brushing against his  

She seals it with a kiss