You give me head in the backseat
and I think i’m in heaven
we think of each step we hear outside
and each car that passes by as gods
seeing us right through our tinted windows
but it’s only because this sound of silence
between us
is awfully loud
and though we’ve both kept our eyes risen heavenwards since we first met
we broke that
and for the first time
someone thinks of me as a father
as a child
and as a lover
It wasn’t me this timе, I wasn’t a giver
I was a taker
I wanted morе of what being so deprived from love could bring someone
because at the day end of the day
I wanted a taste of that honeydew too
imaginary sea of jism
spilled all over the carseat
eyes dimly lit
feet prints on the windows
all that mattered was the feeling that we were ejaculating though not much would could come out at our age
and then it was my turn, there’s no turning back now
no turning back, no turning back
there’s no turning back
now that we’re both in it
now that we both did it
we both did what we didn’t know
it just came inherently out of our naivety
but there’s no turning back from that anymore
we’re both changed beings now
no nips could scare away my eight year old mind now
because I’m a fucked child at heart, isn't that what you wanted to know?