Things about Sex

Memories flood my mind
Your scent fills my lungs
Moans and cries of sweet, sweet pain surround me.
Lips wet themselves with want
Bodies pushing and pulling
Roaming hands and needing noises
Eyes open and close starring at some unknown point
I remember and quiver in the delicious pain of it all

But.

It occurs to me.
Do you remember the saccharine pain?
The want in my eyes as I draw you close?
The need in our bodies as our lips meet?
The stinging in our lungs as we forget what air was for?
Do you recall the way my nails tempted the blood from your back?
Or how my teeth found their mark on your shoulder?
Don’t worry, I’ll remind you tonight.