Mr. Yeah - The Dream

I love having sex with her
.
even if we ain't officially together
.
I'd still give her my best
and let her lay her head on my chest
sharing oxygen in heavy pants
and heavy sweats
.
even if we did it only in words
.
it tends to make my toes curl ridiculously
like us sharing orgasms like Nerds was previously written
what can I say? I'm smitten.
.
loving how our nipples be kissing
and how the sweat in her hairline glistens
that even with her make up running
she's such a beautiful something
.
so I share my lips coated by her hips with her lips
since she tastes so damn delicious
and it's got me
high as a kite in a tornado
seeing her cheeks redden like a tomato
.
see, she's sexy
even after minutes and hours elapsed
while she sat upon my lap
saying all the most ornery statements possible
and feeling the collision of flesh hit colossal
.
but while she lays here with me
I love that she's free
no longer filled with whatever was on her mind before
that it's me she stares at before eyes close
.
now I can finally rest
feeling her peace ease in
as she falls asleep on my chest.
.
.