It is her shy smile
Coupled with her rough movements
Awakening me

Rough lovers grow smooth
As hands touch hips and eyes drift
Leaving souls open

You glare at me
like I trapped you
but you were the one
Who decided to attack
In rough play
and caught your claws
in my ragged wound

She is intoxicated
With my sunrise package
As I open her wrathful eye
Quietly
And into forgotten shadows
That blossom beneath us
She whispers moans inspired
By my vengeful soldier
She presses up
Begs with strong hips
For smooth moments
And rough movements
This is our perfect
Violence