the last poem

Need your skin on my skin baby it’s your touch I need
Your loving gives me fire and it’s your heat which keeps me free

Need your fingerprints on my soul baby sink me with your seed
Your passion stirs my spirit and it gives me light to breathe

Need you to hold me in places only your mouth can reach,
Your melodies soothe my demons and they quickly see defeat

Need your sex to my frame drown me with kisses sweet,
Write your name inside my body, speak to me for what you need,

Need you to flex your rhythm with my rhyme flow dark in some beats,
Link your lips to my heart, ink me with poetry and release.

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