I believe in one God. And the God is you.
Your love has got me going like I couldn't imagine
Eyes trembling over your body.
My eyes kissing yours.
Devouring at the amber hungrily.
I am on my knees.
At your altar.
Marked with bite marks.
Dissected and draped in silk.
I drink at the love oozing at your marks.
The marks my prayers left on you.
All teeth.
Only teeth and a hint of lips.
Your breath warm against my face.
You are the answer to my prayers.
You let me drape my arms around your torso.
You let me rake my fingers through every inch of you.
Skin on skin
Tingling.
But I was too bold.
I tried to rise from the floor you stepped on.
Tried to stand.
But I belong at your feet.
Leaving prayers and kisses like I mean it.
I mean it.
I mean all of it.
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P.s. Type shi Nigel would whisper to Alex in his sleep (no homo)
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