29 June 2007

missing

to him who kissed me on the basketball courts.
(initially):

you wouldn't ever believed i missed you anyways...


II.

ur fingers traverse ancient trails across my body with delicate sweetness

as I lay, lulled between this physical and that dream

what is this exquisite feeling, flushing my skin a dusky hue?

I shift, rustling sheets to turn towards u

(eyes still closed)

not wanting to disturb this delicious tension

your lips question silently as they shyly lay on mine

a nocturnal nod for you to continue, no doubt.

you nuzzle my face

as u grow ... bolder

ur fingers play scales on raised ebony kisses

in this shared moonlit room

My eyelids stay still

as i moan

hoping not to wake my roommate in the next bed...



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