Little things

No need to get fancy

no flowers or candle light

just you and me in the dark

naked skin and bodies pressing

lips and teeth and heavy breathing

and my leg is trapped between your thighs

straining needs and desperate sighs

my fingers buried in your hair

and your hands are everywhere

climbing mountains and discovering valleys

bodies arching and pulsing and sweat dripping

time blends in with your deep satisfying moans

sinks beneath the surface

and your eyes are glazed with lust and fire

while my heart stamps out L.O.V.E.

And when you’re settled deep inside

I’ve nowhere I can hide

I breathe

you breathe

I breathe you deep inside

and this pressure has built up so high

I’m afraid I could die

until I hear your voice and feel your breath

and over the edge we fly

where two souls meet

and I’m so happy I could cry.

Just the little things to get me by.


Author: doing2016

I started writing when I was very young. Then I was mortified on a bus full of people when one of my stories was read aloud. I lost my focus and quit. Now, I'm trying to find my voice and my ambition. I love to write, good or bad. So, I'm doing it here and now. Thank you.

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