"Let's run a way" he whispered breathlessly.
"Why would we run" I asked.
"So it could be different"
"Different's good but running away?"
"Yeah"
He leaned down and
kissed my lips.
He pulled away letting me
Become drunk in his stare.
He lifted me up.
He kissed me again.
He gripped my hips
and pulled me against him.
He grinde hard.
Pulling soft moans from me.
My hands were tangled in his hair
Creating knots and untying them.
We moved fast.
Never stopping.
"Please only for a little"
He murmured against me.
"Please" he pleaded.
"Fine"I said
Pulling away.
I kissed him again quickly
and grabbed my coat.
he was turned
facing the cold.
His hair a mess and his
Ragged breathing
Was white like a
Cigarets smoke.
"Ready"
I whispered.
"Yeah"
So we jumped,
Hand in hand.
Heart and heart.
It didn't matter where.
Or when I got home this time.
I wanted to be different.
I wanted to be free.
