Quietly enjoying the afterglow of our mating
I'd call it love making
But thinking about it now
we were more like animals
The clawing, biting
love marks of every kind
Your eyes are open now
Burning through my now-full soul
I can see the understanding in your eyes
No words were spoken
Our body language said it all
You grab my waist as I pull on your hair
And we feel the need to convey our feelings again
Author notes
Adult, EmoPandar, option one
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