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May 01, 2003 19:32

we whisper as we caress eachothers aromas'. i kiss her. i lapp my tounge in her mouth and we roll around on the floor. we kiss like rockstars never loosening as i mirror her every movement.

on the bed. i tounge her belly with a firocity not realized in a long while. she feels me and this body is one i want. i stare into green eyes and concider when you lost the reality of yourself.

i realise i cant even remember the depths of passion. how deep does one dig to go the next step? three steps deeper actually. how deep must it burn to concider protection, pregnancy?

how deep am i at the moment of awakening and the hour of my death? deep as passion. i met her and tonight we kissed. i never want to see her again and you will never want to see me again.

all just pencil strokes in anger art. i dont tell you. i feel sick. do you still feel like i love you? because i do.
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