“Behind Closed Doors”

As soon as I get inside

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She’s my lil angel
Till I close the door
Then she dropping to her knees
Faster than my belt can hit the floor
Back shoved against the door
Hands fly
Without needing navigation
Anticipation
Fills me to the brim,
Leaking through my ears
Inside these walls
We’re one nation
Under love
Intoxicated
Drunk on lust
Hearts bursting
Like confetti
From simple touch
Electricity
Finds it’s way
Into our flesh

Soft skin
Greets
Meets
Embraces
Fingertips flirting with patience
But losing the battle to hunger
I’ve been starving
For her
I might need an extra helping
Or maybe more
A whole buffet?
Might have to carry a bucket
Just to clean up the mess
And she knows