all we did was kiss
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12:54 p.m.he had a sandpaper face
yet his lips tasted like wine
his tongue was strong and confident
he bathed my face with sweet kisses
i tasted every part of his
we nuzzled noses
savoured every moment
slow for awhile
and fast for a moment
back to slow
him on top
and then below
my heart raced
my anticipation grew
difficulty aside, i enjoyed every moment
i wanted to be there forever
it's been so long that i've forgotten
how good it feels
when a fantasy becomes real
when desires are nurtured
i wanted to keep going
i wanted to follow through
i wanted to feel the rest of him
i wanted him to feel me
he said, "i can't..."
so he didn't
as i walked out the door,
he gave me one last sandpaper kiss
that tasted like wine
and said, "i'll call you tomorrow."
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