Marked Pt.2

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by BxileySc0tt16

by BxileySc0tt16

                                    
                                              You did it again. 
You marked me.
Not with kisses
But with scratches 
Going down my back
And on the nape of 
My neck. 
And the memory 
Of what took place
Stuck on rewind 
In my mind. 
                          You pulled at the hair 
On my head 
As you threw yours back
In pure ecstasy. 
                          Eyes screwed shut,
Mouth slightly parted,
Letting out little sounds.
Your chest heaving,
As you let out 
Sharp
Shallow 
Breathes.
Head in the pillows
And your back arched. 
                          No hickies, 
Just scratches 
And memories
From the events 
That took 
Place today.