Beautiful fingerprint on my window

thumb up,
on ink,
and smudge! right on my window.
And i couldnt help but count
you're number five.
but even better?
you're number one.

as you kissed me
i couldnt help but swirl right in
deep in
into you...
and you, in me...
You picked me up, tunrned me around
layed it in
and pushed on it...
again
again
a-gain...
sexing you is like a ritual.
the whole 3 hours,
i felt like i was your sacrifice,
and you were my god.