addiction

the near desperate pulling and pushing of flesh. 

a quiet clamor; 

the low hum of moral hesitation;

a sickened plea;

god damn it. 

craving more, requiring considerably less. 

can't be a woman

without

the.

feel.

of.

this.

skin.

oh god let me out;

but come in first!

god please;

god damn it. 

give us that sweet violence

though we are peaceful.

those bruises of passion

covering silken white creases. 

tension builds, builds, BUILDS.

the cup can't spilleth over

without encouragement;

can't i play with it? 

god damn it.