Tame

It started with a look.
I mean, if looks could kill - you'd have been dying with pleasure from the moment I saw you
But enough of that;
Sweet nothings have their place - Just not now.

I want to possess you.
Leave you so well marked that when I'm done people will marvel
... At how well you're getting it, and wonder who you're getting it from.
Pleasure? Check. Desire? Check?
Stamina? Come check me for a day and find out.

It started with a kiss -
Then a touch
Before you know it, we've descended into tangle of arms and legs
The mystery is where your body ends, and where mine begins.

Torn sheets, tears ... in my skin -
Scratches, bite marks ... Rope burns
We take turns
In pleasing each other.

Time pales in-significance to this,
Who counts hours, days, weeks?
Eternity envelops this moment.
We lose ourselves in each other.