Not really ever enough

We played baseball, tossing the ball
Back and forth, back and forth,
Slap of leather on leather, then
Slap of leather on other leather,
It turned me on when your
Glove moved out of the way of the ball,
By just a little bit, and that
White leather orb kind of just
Smashed into your face, didn’t it?
C’mere, I want to fuck your swollen
And bloodied lips.