Write 365: 851 – Sunday Nightcap

Sunday nights were made for our bodies to compose
Using my hands to strum your soul and to remove clothes
Work week is awaiting to have our live deplete
Prepared for her to use my face as a seat
Give my tongue a drenched workout with those lips
Catching that greatness in my beard as she drips
Might be a bit too hot for what is written on this post
The actions in the bedroom be the reasons we boast