On a bench you put your arm around my shoulder
with your thumb tracing the intimate touch on the back of my neck
the soft lapping of water as it kisses the dock cocoons us in this moment
I watch my fingers dance from your hip to your knee
were both building up the courage to go after what we so deeply need.
our bodies humming with shouts of yes but my breathe is as still as prey in the wild
And then you strike, so sweet in your killing.
your delicious taste on my lips as you tug them closer.
and when you pull away I can’t help the plea in my mind
that begs to know how soon I can be killed again.
-Aug 2017
Blushing again, witness to the frenzy. And like a fish out of water, you find yourself reaching for air at any pause… !
This actually brings back memories. I remember making out on a bench on the docks with my once upon a time girlfriend. Except when I put my hand on her neck she pulled away and curled up into a ball and starting shaking. *facepalm*
omg?!?! that sounds terrible lol Im so sorry!
I remember poking her and asking what was wrong and the muffled reply was: “Usually when a guy puts his hand on your neck, it means he wants something more.”
yikes… sounds like she had some past issues she still needed to work through?
After a couple of weeks she opened up and revealed that she was making out with her last bf one time and he touched her breast through her shirt. I waited for the rest but apparently that was the whole story.
But aside from that it was a good time.
Oh my god! I’m a fish out of water reading this!
Hahah I’m glad I was able to recreate the feeling