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Take me back To the night we met The laziest night I clutched my phone in my hand, staring at the address..hoping this is it Praying for safety I softened when I saw you, in washed out blue jeans and that scraggly hair you hadn't cut In my mind I fast forward to your powder blue sheets The 2 foot distance between us and the tension growing as I felt a new type of panic Of actual, genuine, physical attraction that was reciprocated I tried to ignore everytime you smiled at me and looked at my lips, I had to maintain my hardness And then you uttered 'im sorry, I talk so much when I'm really nervous" And I asked you why? And I knew why And then the music ceased. you turned it on, and turned to me You mumbled on about feeling flustered and feeling fearful of the moment where you'd lean in to kiss me And we leaned in closer and then I just remember it so clearly. The smiling between kisses, the way you said my giggles were sweet as you planted more kisses along my neck as I couldn't contain the pleasure that I felt from each soft kiss Our bodies wrapped together, I was limitless and unashamed as I delicately undressed and your hands ran across my body and your lips did and I exhaled sharply as I began to notice the sensations of lips on lips and lips on skin and neck and back and chest We did separate a few times, but you caressed my arms and rubbed my thighs and pulled me in to kiss me again .. From hour one to hour two until 1 in the morning, we shared intimacies and laughs and sweetness and inexperience I was free when I was most exposed and you cherished each part of me that I shared with you You .... waited I understand so clearly now that there was never an ulterior motive There was never anything insidious or lustful or harmful That this was enough for you I was enough for you And that I was perfect to you "This is ok, this is perfect. I want to just do this with you" It wasn't 'just this' It was everything.
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Mar 29, 2019
Mar 29, 2019 at 9:50 PM UTC
morgan-sb-1
Everything...just everything
Take me back To the night we met The laziest night I clutched my phone in my hand, staring at the address..hoping this is it Praying for safety I softened when I saw you, in washed out blue jeans and that scraggly hair you hadn't cut In my mind I fast forward to your powder blue sheets The 2 foot distance between us and the tension growing as I felt a new type of panic Of actual, genuine, physical attraction that was reciprocated I tried to ignore everytime you smiled at me and looked at my lips, I had to maintain my hardness And then you uttered 'im sorry, I talk so much when I'm really nervous" And I asked you why? And I knew why And then the music ceased. you turned it on, and turned to me You mumbled on about feeling flustered and feeling fearful of the moment where you'd lean in to kiss me And we leaned in closer and then I just remember it so clearly. The smiling between kisses, the way you said my giggles were sweet as you planted more kisses along my neck as I couldn't contain the pleasure that I felt from each soft kiss Our bodies wrapped together, I was limitless and unashamed as I delicately undressed and your hands ran across my body and your lips did and I exhaled sharply as I began to notice the sensations of lips on lips and lips on skin and neck and back and chest We did separate a few times, but you caressed my arms and rubbed my thighs and pulled me in to kiss me again .. From hour one to hour two until 1 in the morning, we shared intimacies and laughs and sweetness and inexperience I was free when I was most exposed and you cherished each part of me that I shared with you You .... waited I understand so clearly now that there was never an ulterior motive There was never anything insidious or lustful or harmful That this was enough for you I was enough for you And that I was perfect to you "This is ok, this is perfect. I want to just do this with you" It wasn't 'just this' It was everything.
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