May twenty-seventh
The day I got some alone time with you
Maybe not as alone as I wished for
If only my friend hadn't been there, sleeping on the bench we sat
We would have done alot more than just talkI would have tasted your lips
Explored the different parts of your body
And find out what makes you tick
I'd watch you squirm as I lay kisses on your neck
Lower and lower, I would go
As I touch you in places you've never been touched beforeOn the bench
Bit by bit, I edged closer to you
The only thing separating our bodies
Was the pieces of clothing we had on
You look at me, I look at you
And there you go again, biting your lip
Let's not talk anymore
I take you by the hand
And lead you to another bench somewhere
I placed my hands on your waist
And felt up your breastsYour breathing slow and in sync with mine
You take off your shirt
Smiling at me in your black laced bra
You slap me for looking at them too much
Pushed me down on the bench
And placed that body on meClose your eyes, you tell me to
I do
I feel your lips lingering near mine
Hesitant it seems
Fear of being hurt again
I pull you in for a kiss
The taste of wood, it seems
I open my eyes
Back to reality I was
May twenty-seventh
The day I got some alone time
In my dreams with you
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PHASES [Poems By Shaun Alvar]
PuisiIn life, we go through many phases, many ups and downs. Phases is a poetry book comprising of the different moments you and i probably share like Love, Sadness, Acceptance. Hope you enjoy it and all criticism is accepted. With that, thanks for dropp...