Backstrokes

Backstrokes like you’ve done something wrong,
But it’s all love.

Your body shudders in violence,
And that’s funny
For what I’ve got in your kitty
Is the peace sign.

I don’t want any smoke
Just our bodies on heat
Ironically, coitus got us in the clouds
Higher, than someone burning trees.

We’ll get both sides of this coin
First, your back’s down
Then the coin flip and the pillow
Helps muffle your screams.

Backstrokes like you’ve done something wrong,
But it’s all love – lovemaking.