He made a promise,
To overwhelm and tongue his way into my soul,
Do you wonder if he kept his word?
Against the hard wood floor,
I was pledged into the world.

There was passion,
There was his fingers,
Tracing hollows deep within,
Was this how it was meant to be?
Needing and clawing,
This deep ache between the thighs,
Fuck.

He told me to watch,
To grip and ride,
His kiss was searing hot,
No more Devil's whispers,
Hell was inside another universe.
Everywhere inside me was he,
Goddamn this was everything I needed.

Harder.
I begged and pleaded,
Against the hard wood floor,
For the promise he tongued.
Between my lips,
He himself rocking harshly,
Dare I mark him-
This sculpture of perfection come to life?
Heartbreak in disguise?

Fuck.
Damn, did he.
And when morning came,
All that was left was a little something spilt,
And a heart upon the hard wood floor,
It was written with my blood
We are the special two ...