As the morning breaks
And the sun moves over head.
I look down and see the trail of bite marks,
That pepper my chest and my thighs,
Nail track raking my belly,
Smudged lipstick surrounds my cock.
My lover gone back to her world,
A thousand miles away.
And yet her touch,
Her nails,
Her lips,
Her teeth,
Have raked and ravaged me.
Her lust filled desire,
Consuming me.
I see strands of hair,
Wrapped around my cock,
As she claimed all I could give.
Closing my eyes I see her clearly.
For she is etched
on my mind,
My heart,
And now my body.
