Weakness

I’m weak when you smirk
When you brush my curls away to
kiss my neck
When you whisper with morning
gravel in your voice all
your naughty desires
I give in to you so easily
I cave to promised satisfaction
and You are content in your intent
on making me late
With a wink you propose
just one more
and I fall back into the sheets
without hesitation

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