I close my eyes.
I wake up.
in a naked clarity.
I bury my head.
In the softness of your thighs.
kissing you below till I'm drunk.
the sweet taste.
it kills me.
I prepared to die.
your fingers delicately caressing my hair.
your pussy like candy in my mouth.
the kiss of a Sunday morning.
the taste wet sweet on my lips.
My hands caressing your breasts.
you moan.
you gasp.
the taste of you taking in by laps of my tongue.
tossing and turning.
you can't get enough.
this erotic dream when you awake it dies.
your black long hair kissing the pillow.
your body like a sweetness that dies.
your blue eyes drown in tears of pleasure.
the passion the heat was consequentially too much.
you wanted to explode.
dying by the tender grasp of my mouth.
the agony of finishing everything on my plate.
tasting you knowing our relationship came too late.
a best friend.
a date.
now I'm boning you in my bed.
no other girl.
only you.
yet you would awake soon.
the Ecstasy of me and you would be done.
the reality of me and you.
as you awake.
this kiss belonging to the rising sun.
it's shine.
letting me know we had our erotic time in the sun.
yet this kiss wasn't the last one.
a clarity that killed me yet made me feel alive.
the sun was now kissing your naked porcelain pale body.
and I was the dream no one wants.
yet here I am fuckin the girl I'd thought was gone.
yet it's only a dream but I can't get enough of this one.
©darkmocha
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