Submission

It's dark outside but we can never seem to sleep

Knees weak and my legs shiver

Inside my thighs is sweet nectar 

Your fingertips leave traces of the treasures you seek

Down my spine as I inhale you into my lungs

You paint a thousand 
mosaics with your tongue

Your body against mine

We hardly take note of the sunshine

In your company, the right words I struggle to find

A tentative passion ignites inside

But I am not yours and your are not mine

And when it's time to leave it's all these thoughts I try to hide
 
Because to lose control is to lose myself in you
Best friends or lovers, from that delicate submission I could never recover.