My flesh and your flesh. Pressed and fresh. Let's bet that sex be the best between us as we crest. Intertwine bodies with sensual motion, commotion as we keep going. Sweat rolling as we're boning. Honing our moves, in-tune to our groove. Soothing the pain, releasing emotion. Doing the same to keep on pushing. This feeling we get i dont want to lose.
It's been so long i dont know how to choose. Use to be a bottle of booze and they get loose. Now im confused cause i've used the few that knew they wanted me too. Like my necks in a noose im caught between the floor and abuse. All i can do is plow right through, keep looking at you, make a move, and find what's true, or who.
