Heart Beat

Our bodies are entwined

Both staring at the idiot box

Telling stories of drug dealers

I can feel your every curve

Our bodies filling the mold

Heat passes between us

It’s of our own, our little secret

From the world, our warm little place

I listen to your body, hear your heart beat

Turning my head towards your own

I can see your eyes going droopy

I smile “I can hear your heart beat

Through your boob.” Your eyes widen

And you start to laugh as I snuggle closer to you

Rita was all trying to go to sleep and I kept on licking her to keep her awake. She got so mad at me yesterday. . Anyway I wrote this while she was trying to sleep.

Noebody-Frankie Kali