Lips. Devyn's pick.

Lips.

With insecure hands outstretched,
I am begging
to see me
how you see me.
Your lips curtains to teeth
part to speak,
and I can't hear a word you are saying.
And even if I could,
I probably wouldn't believe you.

-Shannon Masayo

Lips

Show me the beast beneath the beauty and
Unleash your teeth upon me.
Pale skin like porcelain,
Send it shivers with my tongue's tip.
Hips slither to a rhythm I've never felt before.
Lips and heat form sailor's speech.
Let me do what he won't do.
Our bodies twisted like a train wreck.
You said I was the best,
But this time I think you meant it.
-Tylor Sherman