364 days ago
I was in your arms
and you were in me
my first voluntary
deceit. We had my
head against the wall
bumping, sheets below
drenched in our scents
I locked my ankles
behind your back
which was smooth
unlike your face
rough and unshaven
for who knows how long
and we were like that
a whole week in August
hiding our lust
behind screens of axe.
334 days later,
I still won't bleed
and I don't know why
I think I wasted a life.
Jul 3, 2012
Jul 3, 2012 at 2:38 PM UTC
364 days ago
I was in your arms
and you were in me
my first voluntary
deceit. We had my
head against the wall
bumping, sheets below
drenched in our scents
I locked my ankles
behind your back
which was smooth
unlike your face
rough and unshaven
for who knows how long
and we were like that
a whole week in August
hiding our lust
behind screens of axe.
334 days later,
I still won't bleed
and I don't know why
I think I wasted a life.