sex.

i want sex.
yes, i want sex.
i said, i want sex…

but not just any sex.
no.
i want earth shattering sex.
i want sex that spins my world around.
i want sex that makes me feel like it’s 2012,
& the mayans were right, because my world is ending.

i want that make-you-scream-my-name type sex.
i want that i’m-biting-on-your-shoulder-type sex.
i want that i-think-my-soul-is-leaving-my-body…
because-this-is-too-damn-good type sex.
& for the love of god, please don’t stop.

the type of sex that’ll make an atheist believe in the lord
because i’m moaning “oh god, oh god, oh god…”
over & over again.
the type of sex that’ll have you looking in my eyes,
but connecting with my soul.
as you thrust deeper & deeper into me,
as you thrust deeper & deeper into my soul…

lick my sweet nectar & have it drip down your chin.
kiss me so i can taste myself.
have your head rest in between my legs
as they vibrate against your neck.
my hand pushing your head deeper into me.
the smile on your face when i eventually arrive.

i want sex.
you moaning in my ear, out of breath.
we form a symphony as our moans harmonize.
matching each other’s rhythmic thrusts.
and then we…
we cum, i mean *arrive* together.
& right then & there we both believe in magic.
i want sex.
i want you.