I pictured you
that evening
after our first kiss
standing by your window
looking out
at the moon and sky
and stars
undressed
ready for bed
your sister asleep
in the bed behind
and I pictured me there
behind you
my hands around your waist
my breath
on your naked neck
whispering words
into your ear
but you turned around
and I wasn't there
just in my imagination
and maybe yours
and I pictured you
making your way
to the bed
beside your sleeping sister
snuggling down
between covers
imagining I was there
and we were lovers.
Apr 25, 2018
Apr 25, 2018 at 11:46 AM UTC
I pictured you
that evening
after our first kiss
standing by your window
looking out
at the moon and sky
and stars
undressed
ready for bed
your sister asleep
in the bed behind
and I pictured me there
behind you
my hands around your waist
my breath
on your naked neck
whispering words
into your ear
but you turned around
and I wasn't there
just in my imagination
and maybe yours
and I pictured you
making your way
to the bed
beside your sleeping sister
snuggling down
between covers
imagining I was there
and we were lovers.
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