Exhausted
Her tired eyes, so sleepy,
her lids shutting felt like a warm kiss.
Her lips pulsing,
as above so below.
The occasional grin
making itself known.
Her legs yearning to be
pulled apart.
Her heart on vacation.
“I wish he would fuck me to sleep”
Who? “You Know who.” Which one?
The cowboy with the Twinky voice?
The one whole told me he would ruin me?
