move around, there

please, take me, there

but enter that holiness with care

do touch, but touch tender,

that dark myriad of nerves,

and let me tighten my grip,

let me hold you firm, and wet and warm,

push your throbbing flesh,

and push now, a bit more

and when you'r there, slide slowly

where pleasure meets pain

then, move around, there, and make me moan