AN: I took this one down to redo it. I want to thank the two very helpful reviewers who pointed out my errors. I will eventually do this with all of my poems, seeing as a lot of them have mistakes.
The smell of sweat and sex
Forgot to wash the sheets before you came
I can sniff out the scent of every lover
Whoever spent the night in this bed
Words that escape your mouth
Mean nothing when you leave
But take pride in the fact
That they mean everything when you're lying under me.
I bet I can make you scream louder than the last.