'SOFT BOYS'
maybe love could last longer then
a life time. because their love felt older
then time itself.
maybe love could last longer then
the vessels that carry the soul could stand.
'fall in love with me?'
the older boy hummed against
the brunnetes back. limbs and
arms had become one tangled
mess. his head laid on the other
boys back and they were
whispering secrets to one
another.
he wished, he hoped that
the passion and lust for the
other could seep through skin
fall into pores and the other
could take it in, bathe in the
love that was produced by his
own smile directed towards the
blonde boy on top of him.
the brunette stirred a little
like he had just awoken from
a slumber. he moved carefully
underneath the other. skin was
pressing and brushing hard and
softly against each other and every
touch brought the blonde to
his own utopia, gave him euphoria.
the brunette moved
until he was on his back,
fingers tracing
the cheekbones
of the blonde,
the tips gently
tapping over the skin.
leaving trails of shivers and
burning feeling inside his
love hungry heart. aching
and aching and aching for
the other.
then, surprisingly
he whispered back.
'i already have,'
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tumblr poetry drabble, inspired by the picture above ^^
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