Lusting can be fun

A kiss of death
Life sucked away
Only my body left
Be back on Sunday

A body of weight
Pressed upon me
Lips of hypnotic state
When all senses see

All in our hair
And on our backs
Hands that share
What one human can’t

Senses sharpened
Warnings heard
Doors opened often
Ourselves deferred

Back together once again
Underneath you
A tasteful sin
Of lust that’s true

Take me away
And help me over
Take me away
Red rover, red rover?