Backseat Poem by Sarah Rosner

Sitting
With troubles
On her knees

Smile across your face
Sin never tasted so sweet before
Begging for it one more time

Again
Don’t stop
Keep going

Tender lips
Devil touch
Waiting to explode

One more time
You know exactly what you're doing
Don't leave me hanging

I’m on my knees again
And you love it

Sitting in the backseat
With troubles on my knees
That smile across your face
Sin never tasted so sweet

You won’t forget this