... and this is BEFORE I've had sex... a lil imagination and some necking go a long way.
It's 4 am and
for the
third
night in a row
the only things on my mind
are your
lips
and your
hands
and my fingers nestled within your
hair
and how you should
know
that every time I
think about
... ahem...
sex
(and lately
that seems to be
about once every
ooooh,
5-10 minutes)
I think of
you...
... and,
truth be told,
my imagination has had our fingers
tightly laced
and our limbs
so wildly intertwined
it was impossible to distinguish
yours from mine
while we struggle to
catch a breath
- only to lose it again
all too willingly -
and find a delicious
satisfaction in a
thirst
that can only be quenched
by the beads of
sweat
drawn from our foreheads
in a hustle of
gripping,
scratching,
biting,
groping,
stroking,
pulling
and kissing.
Definitely kissing.
for the
third
night in a row
the only things on my mind
are your
lips
and your
hands
and my fingers nestled within your
hair
and how you should
know
that every time I
think about
... ahem...
sex
(and lately
that seems to be
about once every
ooooh,
5-10 minutes)
I think of
you...
... and,
truth be told,
my imagination has had our fingers
tightly laced
and our limbs
so wildly intertwined
it was impossible to distinguish
yours from mine
while we struggle to
catch a breath
- only to lose it again
all too willingly -
and find a delicious
satisfaction in a
thirst
that can only be quenched
by the beads of
sweat
drawn from our foreheads
in a hustle of
gripping,
scratching,
biting,
groping,
stroking,
pulling
and kissing.
Definitely kissing.