As you lay there short hair deep eyes wide hips parted thighs *** on my breath with hunger in your eyes your fingers dig in as my tongue glides Your toes curl up As my tongue slides the warmth of my whisper warms your insides contact drunk off our vibes rolling my tongue over your prize gliding my lips against your thighs three fingers slips one finger slides the taste of your flavor is divine filling your mouth with mine the small of your back inclines the sensations divine goosebumps form a trail my fingers follow the lines
I have walked this street so many times, in heels, in sneakers, at day, at night, when it's beginning to rain, when the sun is shining, when the moon is out. Same destinations, different stories every time. We cry while we sing "I will survive", we run across this very street with feet that didn't feel like feet. The sign was alive! And suddenly we were too. A stranger lit their cigarettes, I saw the french guy from my class but ended meeting another french guy, one I wasn't expecting. Kissing didn't feel like kissing, dancing felt way more than dancing. I suddenly felt like dancing with you, and I don't dance with anybody.
Also j'ai parlé un petit peu de français avec toi.
With these hands, I intertwine yours with mine, our hands fit perfectly like we're made just for each other, my vocal chords that lets us stay in contact, I speak nothing but the truth, the capacity my brain can absorb, I won't forget the little details about you, this one beating heart, it pumps and butterflies take over as long as we’re together.
Warming up; broad strokes, slow. Weaving in; zig zags, back and fore. Quick flicks; **** and sip. Wanting more. Long circles; slide, gently touching below. Come hither; and it's off you go. Wet drawers; when it rains it pours. Foreplaying; got us both on all fours. Knees weak; can't take it anymore. My lips; tugging yours. Amazing sensation; curling your toes. Lapping tongue; series of sips. Guiding hand; full of tips. Bodies part: tongue, fingers, nose, lips Raising tides; lifting your hips. Quality time; best spent like this.
When I first met you I lived by What do you have to lose. 6 months later who knew that the clumsy punch spilling boy with sparkling eyes would have captured my eyes and now; my heart. 6 months down the track and you’re the first person I wanna tell all my good stories too. And the bad. 6 months of knowing you, and I know your favourite colours and how you take your coffee and the reasons why you rub your thumb when you’re nervous. 6 months of talking to you and I know how you smell when you come out of the shower, I know when you just need a hug and I know when I don’t say I love you back it hurts you just a little bit. 6 months of you and I know your poetry gives you a piece of sanity. 6 months and I know how you look with stage makeup and I know the face you make when you’re losing yourself in the moment. 6 months and you accept my past and all that comes with it, 6 months and you’ve seen me cry and held me through it, 6 months and your dedication has been unfaltering. My boy; You are what I have looked for my whole life. You are what people spent their whole lives looking for, And seldom find. You are everything I could have wished for. You’re my lover My tiger My favourite My everything, You are everything to me. What do I have to lose has led me to you and now you here you are and you are absolutely everything to me.
I found God I found him in a lover With his warm arms when he hugs me And those sweet words that come out of his mouth When I spend time with him Specially when we are alone Together Side by side I feel like home And he transmits me peace