A sharp breath of air

as you arch your back,

pulling me closer into you

with those smooth hands

weaving through my hair,

your messy blond tangles

pushed up against the window,

heels leaving bruises the color

of your nail polish against

the curve of my back, jagged

scratches and teeth marks

burning in bloody satisfaction

two minds and one body

hard kisses that take

our breath away - Oh fuck,

this parking lot isn't empty.