M. on a Lonely Evening
By Gwion
I am thinking of hard things Of moistness Of tongue and bite and kiss Of soft touch and penetration Blows and sighs Hands pulling my hair Forcing open my mouth Fingers on thighs Trickling dampness Heavy breath Teeth on knees and wrists Nails in shoulders Harsh words Heat Gasp Ecstasy An explosion between my lips Written December 2nd, 2001 © on Jan 17 2002 09:31 AM PST 18 • 0 • 16
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"I am thinking of hard things..."