CRISS-CROSS

At your cross
legs marks
the spot
where
my heart stops
as the pleasure
rises
one
moment
after another
lips in awe
fingers grip hard
as you ride
folds of me
open
as the wetness
slides
me into
an ecstacy
worth
the sweat off
my back
and yours

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