...The time we layed together,
passion, hot and sticky, still
between us
coating us in sweat
as we breathed together
in the lamplight..
blankets thrown
to the floor,
sheets draping
our legs
as they twisted together,
smooth skin
sliding against
smooth skin.

You were tracing lazy circles
on my side
the line of ribs,
my alabaster skin
paler in comparison
to yours,
but still we lay white on white.
Your hand on my hip
then around my back
holding me to you,
my whole body touching
yours in
one
long kiss.

01/07/2002

Posted on 01/07/2002
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