Home for the Summer


We drive through your suburban streets
Lit front porches lead the way
You hold my hand and daydream
It’s the beginning of another day

Your parents are out town tonight
The invitation is unspoken
We travel up to guest bedroom
And proceed to sin again

It’s less than lust but more than love
Our bodies make a work of art
There’s no regret in our actions
You climax as you steal my heart


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