One Night With Her
Shirt first
lips second
succulent and flavorful, girl I want seconds.
I run my fingers through your hair
man I've been dying to do that forever.
I could go further but instead I just grip your chin in my hands
and stare into your face
I admire the heat in your eyes
All along I've been longing for this day.
There are no need for words. I can feel the desire in your expression.
I start to trail kisses down your body.
I've never witnessed such perfection.
I can't believe that I'm here and that your right beside me.
Body on top of body. We collide into each other.
No preventive measures needed as our bodies mold into one another.
I make love to you like it's my last time because
your straight and I might not get another chance.
I don't know what provoked this sudden change in plans
and it doesn't really matter to me.
All I know is that for this moment I'm in bliss
because I've got the girl of my dreams underneath me.
Her black hair is sweating out and sticking to my body.
I suppose for tonight we got a little naughty.
I lay my head on the pillow and sigh.
I am physically and mentally exhausted.
I'm no fool I know this won't end the way I want.
Cupid doesn't often shoot for the same team.
I didn't plan on shooting for anything.
But she changed everything.
Copyright © Shahana Jackson | Year Posted 2012
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