A Thousand Poems To Us'

Sin city {i}

We don't need love to get here

hell, I don't even need to know your name,

but for now,

let's breathe in this few minutes of fame

then tell me how you feel if I touch you like this

or if I kiss you like that,

can you feel how right this is?

easy with your breathing we just getting started,

Do you like it slow and raw?

or do you prefer it rough and wild?

And if you let me

I can take you to a place you've never been one stroke at a time