LilyGoose

Loving Her Kissing Him

She\'s sweet like snake skin

As savory as those scales

Her chest\'s broad, waist thin

I

kiss

those

hands

big

Stumped

fingers

(In baritone) her body turns

The algorithm\'s wrong

(My nails burn a path down fresh flesh)

She tells me, voice

soft

Turn the light lower,

just a little

A tug towards the rising titillation

I endear myself to her side

(Where I touch, she groans deep

One of two things he could not replace

With silked hide and smoothed surfaces

Pelts and plucked hairs)