we breathed each other heavily heavy as my hand resting on your back trying to press your body against mine the sensation is forever Scintillating and you do it all over you moved down and I gained high with every stroke of your hand I am paralyzed, I am wild I brush your hair out of your face so I could see it glow in the moonlight you smile, I grin I kiss you and you taste of sugar salt, peppermint, the cigarettes you smoked but most especially you taste like you - moist like the rain but dry like velvet - under these sheets, we both cry in height with all the love you gave I lie on my back waiting for your long brown hair which I love, like the whole you but then I realized something you werenβt there I was alone, dry in love making
- ******* (12-25-13)
I'd love to see each people's reaction when they read the title which I really wrote below the paper I wrote it in. It is quite fascinating that the word ******* stings in all of them. Isn't it? You've got to admit that you liked it. Haha, I'm insane, sorry.