6 o'clock

6 o’clock
It’s morning
You’re yearning
For that good good
Your pupils
Fully dilated
Your body
In lingerie
With it
I will play
It’s the dawn
Slow jams on
Your skin
Where light is reflected
As I dive in
Reaching for the stars
Reaching your peak
Muffled moans
Turn to screams
Of my name
Sheets wet
Sheets ruffled
Scratches are deepened
As orgasm reached