Hadasa
deflowered
lay smiling
on the floor
of the gym
amongst ropes
P.E. mats
skipping ropes
behind thick
black curtains
we listen
for voices
coming near
the gym door
or anyone
entering
from outside
no one comes
in recess
she tells me
the teacher
of P.E.
never comes
she goes home
I am glad
this moment
would be spoilt
if someone
came in now
I reply
she puts her
underclothes
back on slow
savouring
the moment
of freedom
I pull up
and zip up
then we lay
looking up
at the gym
what would we
have done if
they'd come in?
she asks me
I don't know
I reply
but I do
imagine
us frozen
laying there
you beneath
my body
me on top
backside bare.
Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 1:31 AM UTC
Hadasa
deflowered
lay smiling
on the floor
of the gym
amongst ropes
P.E. mats
skipping ropes
behind thick
black curtains
we listen
for voices
coming near
the gym door
or anyone
entering
from outside
no one comes
in recess
she tells me
the teacher
of P.E.
never comes
she goes home
I am glad
this moment
would be spoilt
if someone
came in now
I reply
she puts her
underclothes
back on slow
savouring
the moment
of freedom
I pull up
and zip up
then we lay
looking up
at the gym
what would we
have done if
they'd come in?
she asks me
I don't know
I reply
but I do
imagine
us frozen
laying there
you beneath
my body
me on top
backside bare.
A BOY AND GIRL AND LOVE IN THE GYM.
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