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The Aftermath

Aka The Cigarette



As I watch you lye there still paralyzed

From the dares we explored, nothing did we hide.

I rewind in my mind the sweet kisses in indecent places

The touches and licks that put smiles on both of our faces

The moans and yells that let everyone in on our little secret

And even when we made the earth shake did you see it?

Or more less did you feel it

Hitting me from behind the way you exploded you couldn’t conceal it.

Why do you try to hold back what we both know that you feel?

My shit is good baby keep it real

Cause I didn’t hold back not a thing

With all the jelly, berries and whip cream you decided to bring.

I welcomed all that you had to give

And when you had control of my body with my desires worshipping yours, I flipped the script.

So while your lying there feeling the aftershock,

Of “damn baby please don’t stop”

Remembering how you found my thongs up under my skirt

You might as well call out cause you’ve missed work.