Tough Love -BBM Tribute-

Calloused hands clasp calloused hands
smooth chest against smooth chest
strong hips pressed into strong hips
and chapped lips on chapped lips
a violent exploration begins
as desire clashes with fear
a clenched fist becomes a harsh embrace
drunken sleep becomes an intoxicated race
against time, against the cold
against themselves
love isn't gentle, or slow
love doesn't care if you're the last to know
love follows no rules
love is violent, and sudden
it will be whatever you wish it to be
love comes thundering down, without mercy
it comes on a frenzied wind of curses
and the fumbling of belt buckles
and the sensation of skin on skin
any inhibitions there might have been
naked body on naked body
their world explodes
nothing soft or romantic here
this is pounding, pain, control and fear
but more sensuous then anything ever felt before
hands around eachothers throats
an attempt to choke out the passion, the lust
tongue once again finds tongue, as they must
and amidst the gasps and the moans
two men realize
"Old Brokeback got us good..."