I'm careless look at me, it's obvious
I see your face and it's like fire under my skin
creeping and sneaking under the skin
about the same of what I'd love my skin to be stolen by.
I have these internal escapist thoughts
a fantasy mother would destroy my childhood
for thinking such things
are illegal when of you
although...so delicious are they.
I always said I didn't want you to push me away
I imagine you pushing me against that wall
a revolving head
soft blushing lips
a traveling pair of hands
which I wouldn't stop no matter.
Sigh and moan
gasp and arc
still covered with softer touches than your skin
look at what things we advantage
You're fingers curve right under my face
touching it gently to yours
I want to keep it soft and sweet
but my body wanted it all
up and down
left and right
I didn't mind
I rather preferred it together.
I stepped off the dock and let it fly off
stripped off the bark and wood and let the fire burn
the water seeped in like a pleasurable candy
the waves crashed and roared
I tossed and turned
flipped and bent
arcing arcing arcing
all around a french twist
all like a symphony we sang like an opera.
Oh what a show!
So sweet sounding was these laying
flexy bending darlings!
Clenching your back
it never ends
I never want it to...
we relaxed the muscles
staring into each other
gingerly touching the faces
leaning in for the first again out of many this moment
felt my hands on your chest
lean and pale
I walked a bit inside
one last time then...
how I love English and Drama