Sheets

I taste your skin on my tongue
My pulse echoing in my head
Crazed
Crazed by your touch
If this is wrong
Well at least it feels right
If you hurt
Well my temper got the best of me
Over encumbered by the scent of sex
Bite marks and arrogance
Forgive me
I know no cure for these urges
Only this
Only moments
Moments of instinct, lust, and pride
Moments of control
Scenes of my body filling yours
You bracing against the wall
Our souls intertwined
Do you remember this?
When we were real
Not these apparitions of our former selves
Two kids needing someone
Two kids embracing life's pain
Two kids..
Me
You