one minute your lips were on mine,
your hand underneath my jeans
then my mouth around you
we went on for hours
steaming up the car
our bodies not once breaking
our heartbeats synchronizing into one
my lips had swelled from being
kissed way too much
our necks were matching
permanent purple tattoos
four hours had passed
since i straddled you
and we both laughed
and kissed with the sunrise
in view.
YOU ARE READING
drinking about you
Poetry❝so many words that i wish i'd said, is it too late for them now?❞ © christine marie.
