a one night stand was what
i expected, to wake the next morning
after we stumbled into your bedroom
and shred our clothes to become
lost in the connection of our skin
on skin
but instead i woke with your arms
around my chest
and mouth against my neck
our one night stand turned into
a morning of intimacy
and our morning of intimacy
turned into a weekend
of pure bliss succumbed
with adoration and affection.
YOU ARE READING
with whiskey on our breath
Puisibecause there's that one moment in life where you meet someone and wonder, "where the fuck have you been all my life?" this was - is our moment. © christine marie.
