Its dirty, read it closer

The secret kings and incognito queens
With their lustful dominions unseen
Fall from their clothes like tears
Turning down sheets and fears

Fingers skim skin, exciting fluttering nerves
Nails brushing a****lly along fleshy curves
No longer shadowed by fears felt at first
An unshackled heart beating uncursed

Breathes that thrust in and out of lungs
Carrying primitive words on grappling tongues
Caress and nibble playfully at ears
Encircling nipples, unfazed by imaginary leers

Up the spine, electrically it does shoot
An explosive fire from the very root
A gushing, visceral, spiritual burst
Mixed with skin salt to slakes a reptilian thirst