Do you remember
that night?
the first time
we made out.
We went looking for stars
and found rain.
As we lay in the grass,
damp
with the impending
downpour,
Your eyes hovered
above mine
as I talked nonsense
somewhat unsure
nervous
but willing
The both of us
Until I lifted my chin to yours,
and the rain began to fall,
Building,
until we were drenched with it
And I trembled
half from the wet
half from the way
Your fingers traced over
My chilled skin
You moved your hand across my bust
between layers of shirt and bra
searching for the boundaries
And, I, with my hand
guided your hand
under the wire
Where you grasped,
telling me I was beautiful
You made me feel it
You were the first
I ever let touch me
like that
Because I knew you would
but
what I didn’t know
was how deeply.
Dec 20, 2010
Dec 20, 2010 at 12:40 PM UTC
Do you remember
that night?
the first time
we made out.
We went looking for stars
and found rain.
As we lay in the grass,
damp
with the impending
downpour,
Your eyes hovered
above mine
as I talked nonsense
somewhat unsure
nervous
but willing
The both of us
Until I lifted my chin to yours,
and the rain began to fall,
Building,
until we were drenched with it
And I trembled
half from the wet
half from the way
Your fingers traced over
My chilled skin
You moved your hand across my bust
between layers of shirt and bra
searching for the boundaries
And, I, with my hand
guided your hand
under the wire
Where you grasped,
telling me I was beautiful
You made me feel it
You were the first
I ever let touch me
like that
Because I knew you would
but
what I didn’t know
was how deeply.