Monday, December 20, 2010

Heart in a cage.

I was drunk, the night was ending, beach sand, waves crashing, blunts rotating, and moon lit air made you look unbelievably attractive. So i grabbed your hand, it was warm and sweaty, you just laughed and fell onto me. So i kissed you, but not like i'd kiss anybody, but like you were about to run away. You kissed back, with force. Your lips were hard, but the softest at the same time. Your mouth was wet, and cold. It was good. Naughty. Wrong. But oh so good.

Then, i floated away. And no longer had control.

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