2010
Nightly Adventure
Such sweet soft skin
Warm sticky breath
Hanging on the moisture
Glistening on my lips
How I love it when you taste them
And extend those small digits
With their skilled dexterity
Into the warm hollow inside of me.
You ask me not to be your nightly adventure
To make way for simple conversations
As you explore the intimate world
That holds itself deep inside of me.
Like a bulls eye for those arrow fingers
You find the spot that I adore
Ignore the omission of my tightening grip.
Until our words implode on each other
You’re small heaving with my shallow breaths
Synced to the rhythm that is our desire
Vibrating with the aftermath of the explosion
That came from all those years of wisdom.
The very years that I desire and fear
For all the repercussions they’ll bring to me
As you toy with the idea of keeping me around
And my heart can’t tell you what you are.
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Name: Danica
Age: 21
Location: Costa Mesa, Ca
