quisas

[whatisnowhere]

i think i will disappear again. wouldn't you like to know where i'm going.
i want you to hold onto me, and lift up my chin so you can stare into my eyes. raise your eyebrows slightly, press your soft lips on mine, and your hands on my waist. there's a wall behind me and you in front, and warm wet warm wet...i'm laughing and you tighten your grip until you're holding my laugh and i've gone without you noticing.
one day you'll look and see i've gone, but tomorrow may rain so i'll follow the sun