***** people: us and them
Slippery, dark and warm, like *** lips, kissed on midnight beaches.
She weighed less than air.
Smells like wet blossom.
No kissing, only you can touch.
Hard dollars in my hard. Harder now.
Door closed. Back out, I don’t look at the others, they know of course.
I washed my skin and look at me in the mirror. Funny how old you can get.
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 10:21 AM UTC
***** people: us and them
Slippery, dark and warm, like *** lips, kissed on midnight beaches.
She weighed less than air.
Smells like wet blossom.
No kissing, only you can touch.
Hard dollars in my hard. Harder now.
Door closed. Back out, I don’t look at the others, they know of course.
I washed my skin and look at me in the mirror. Funny how old you can get.