make out on my breath
hopefully not on hers. i closed my eyes we were playing a kid game at the park, easter sunday. one, two, ninety-six her tongue was in my mouth. sweet shit that was such a rush. so she hid and i followed and i got some glasses to turn my eyes into shadow so she wouldnt know but then she stole them when we were on stage. we played the hokey pokey. and i touched her shadows. and we made eachother smile. so we walked home and on the way she was mumbling a something. i listend and it was fuckin Tiny Dancer by one of my favorite rockandrollers Elton John. i was so happy cause i missed seeing him this week and i cried and so we sang it the whole way home. then, we stepped on cracks and i made up buddha ruling for us to make out. wow the softest ive ever had. sweet and sensual to the max. i have found fun.