Experience (adult) by Derek Gregory
Awkward movement.
Empty smiles
I look up,
listening to the music,
trying to not look in her eyes.
Not sure what to do or say as
I sneak a glimpse of the outline of her body.
Months absent of female touch.
Her smell fresh,
body young and taunt.
Her flowered dress falls to the floor,
soft hands find my face,
force me to look into her simple eyes.
Instructions given as to
what is acceptable
what isnt.
She dances slowly touching herself.
touching me.
A moan leaves her sensual lips as
my hands find her hips.
Moving slowly and deliberately
our moans rise.
I slowly drift
back
to my past.
The simple quite of the moment
Her fake moans easily forgotten
Even in the loud music
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03/24/2003 Posted on 03/24/2003 Copyright © 2025 Derek Gregory
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