quasi

my lips are swollen
my body is curved
it's desire
it's knowing
he knows what i want

we're waiting
we're playing
this game
we're moving
your move
then waiting
i'm-bored-i'm-busy-ok-fine
come over.

this is crazy, this is bullshit
no you're crazy,
but it's hot
though it's nothing
i know it's nothing. we're just--
two bodies
rough breathing
that's it.
i know

it's pleasure
with screaming
he covers me
he feels me
he touches
i feel
slick hands
slick body

my sweat
we sweat
on baby blue blankets
mingling together
our sweat
we twist
he presses
we move

you're dirty
you like it
there's screaming
then quiet
it's 'closeness'
it's silent
this is nothing.
or is it?