i can feel your fingers in my hair and
i can feel the lines scratched down my back and
i can feel the thrusts that are just
a little bit too strong
this morning.

your teeth on my neck are just a little too sharp,
and you fingers dig into my core
just a little too deep
this afternoon.

and i can feel your fingers in my hair;
the juxtaposition of pulling because you know i crave it
and pulling because you want to destroy me
is a little bit too much for me
this evening.

but i need to be punished for my sins
and you want nothing more than to break me.

break away.