.young lust.cheap thrills.those crazy kids.

The stumbling rush to the door. Hands on hands on keys on bodies on lips... The muddling of body parts as he kisses every inch of my neck. Inexperienced giggles and nervous sighs.

Every
Heart
Beat
LOUDER.

His skin is so hungry for mine, a touch i've never felt before, an itch that crawls under my pulse.

"Those crazy kids"

Every
Breath
Harder.

I can't help but melt into his giant hands. They're not small and delicate. They're not whispering. They're not trying to hide. They're on fire and they light me up... Up... UP.

That trinkle of pain that cries down my spine. It's only pain. But pain can be beautiful. And beautiful it becomes. It's beautiful again and again. He's beautiful. Beautifully simple.

Watch
The
Sun
Awake.

Playing with the shadows, dancing on my body. I'm comfortably his. Just for this moment. Just while he holds me. But I have to go...

"Just lay with me a little longer"
I know I need to go. He knows he can't have any more of me. We compromise and settle for sweet, childish smiles.


Its all the same. Man.Woman.(wo)man.people.

... And now, we're one. Me and Him.