her touch is so gentle
and her hands, so soft.
smoothly, they glide
briefly across
my skin; i breath
her scent into my lungs
deeply
briefly
she must never know
the thoroughness of
my enjoyment of
her fingertips.
fluttering eyelids
and stilled motion
might give me
away, but
even still, she must
never
know
.
Apr 17, 2015
Apr 17, 2015 at 9:57 PM UTC
her touch is so gentle
and her hands, so soft.
smoothly, they glide
briefly across
my skin; i breath
her scent into my lungs
deeply
briefly
she must never know
the thoroughness of
my enjoyment of
her fingertips.
fluttering eyelids
and stilled motion
might give me
away, but
even still, she must
never
know
.
