Slay Me

Slay me
with plush lips
pussywillow fingertips
butter me up
right before
you
bend me to your liking
warm
chocolate, honey-dipped flesh
that wants and
rises at your command
hands
brace on to ankles
attached to feet
that climb the wall behind my head
"They can't hear us." whispered faintly in my ear.
but
I swear I hear hands rise to mouths that
muffle shock-waves and giggles
can't you see how their eyes dart away
when we say "GOOD MORNING"
but
you don't seem to mind
in fact
I think it fuels you
to make pacts with walls that pinky swore to keep our secrets safe
all I know is you
got me confessing to uncommitted sins
begin again.