A shitbeat about the best kind of sex, the slow build and the wanting.

Morning I am for you

Shining dewdrops on the tender darks of grass,

Night was long but your memory

Carried me through.


Even a breath of your lips, even their softest parting

I hear, your movement gentle in my ears.

And each exhale opens me.

Wanting you closer, my blood beats to the surface.


Touch me but slowly, tauntingly.

Tease my mind to a warm, red blank.

I forget—deny—past and future

To become with you a salty sea.


Melt with me, dissolve, let go.

Detangle the web we’ve woven.

A contact, a pulse, warm breath, come in.

Warm sunbeam, first light.



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