Smut

kiss my mouth at brunch
because you aren't embarrassed by who you don't know I am
tell me that you like that
tell me where to touch you
don't ask
I grab your ass
you suck my tits
you say you like them
they aren't too much to deal with
I am not yet too much to deal with
with my fingers I move our hair from between our lips
I'm on your stranger's bed
and I'm inside your foreign hips
I do not think of anyone else
not even myself
no one taught us how to go slow
so we forgot
I cover my eyes
I bite my tongue
before things get overwrought
I have always been better at eating away at love
than making it
I overthought