Hangover sEx

As your morning breath awakens me,
I thought I was dreaming.
After a late night treatment,
Of this thing called sex,
that I was fiending.
Sweets Kisses,
Filled with passionate caresses,
Our sweat matched our musk.
Filled with pelvic thrusts,
And Teenage like Behavior,
I thought we were doing each other a favor.
As we made a circle out of a square,
as we wrestle covers from under us.
It would have been to much
If I would've went for hours,
Cause your man picked perfect timing to knock at the door.
I gave you liqour,
and fed you lies,
So don't look surprised.
Can't cover up,
Why I am still here,
Being that its the morning after.
You role your eyes,
And hand me my clothes,
but BITCH I met you hours ago.