(no subject)
learn to keep your distance
from the glare of the sun,
and from me, just a
mere reflection of your desires.
your hands are on me:
I let them be.
you sigh with pleasure,
I wind the timer.
hot white down my thigh
like snow; drifting slowly.
roll over.
roll off.
and take your distance once more.
from the glare of the sun,
and from me, just a
mere reflection of your desires.
your hands are on me:
I let them be.
you sigh with pleasure,
I wind the timer.
hot white down my thigh
like snow; drifting slowly.
roll over.
roll off.
and take your distance once more.