Hard not soft
muscle firm and strong pulling and pushing
backed against cold stone and reaching for warm power
Bitter not sweet
tangy sting of alcohol from two fighting angry tongues
sweat and testosterone-induced euphoria
Taking not giving
hands that grasp and clutch and tear
broad and rough and bruising palms
This is what lust feels like tastes like
Stinging heat and burning flow
Like fire down the throat
Like hungry pain
This is what my body wants
My fucking traitorous aching shell
And this is what my heart wants
My blurry mind and my staggering soul
