The Oldest Dance Known to Man

I was in a bit of a mood...

They'd have a fit if they saw the sheets

I can't hear myself think 

The noise our skin makes when it meets

Lost in sweat and ecstasy

The bed can't handle this type of love

Flustered eyes watch from above 

But you're all that I can think of

An overdose of my favorite drug

I drag my nails across your waist

Beg you to quicken your pace

You plant a kiss upon my face

Remind me that it's not a race

That burning feeling inside

I try desperately to hide

So upset I could've cried

We've neared the end of this ride

The ending hits and my heart drops

With a final cry I send you off

But I see none of your fire was lost

Neither of us are ready to stop 

Author's Note

I need to stop reading so much fanfiction lol