Fantasy F***

conversation has siezed and from the awkward silence comes the need to release//

the nite has fallen upon us//

behind a bottle of wine and some lines our luv proves honest//

with fervent hands i claw at your skin, not aimed as a painful touch//

tear away your black lace and breathe heavily to harbor my rush//

beginning with your navel i kiss my way up//

lick your heart and bleed your neck for the taste of blood//

your serpent eyes, they burn right through me//

welcoming me in your perfect thighs//

just the thoughts as soothing//

like in fantasy i enter and give u a poison//

at point cold as steel, u respond to the roll i've chosen//

and though i've recieved all momentum now//

there's nothing less than fireworks above our bedroom cloud//

within hours will come morning, the morning will come//

and what'll be his son, delivered, from our proggression//