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the breakup sex

I watched you across from me.
two almost teenagers hormones raging.
our fingers barely touching as we are ready to explode.
your porcelain soft skin glistened in the sun's indelible gloom.
your blue eyes glaring at me seductively from time to time.
a almost empty library is the only thing to contain us.
your sandy brown hair kissed your shoulder as your lipgloss stained lips pink parted as you crossed your legs as your blue jeans hugged together your thighs.
as your plaid jacket hugged your hips.
your Tinkerbell black blouse with the slit in the middle made me want to cry.
I was a dragon locked erotically in a cage.
a sex starving never want to let go cage!
as I looked at you with hungry eyes.
hungry for a taste.
yet we broke up two weeks ago.
yet I wanted everything to do with you.
it was my fault.
I wanted you.
right here right now it was enough to make a grown man cry.
if I could I'd take you right now.
here on rectangle wooden table that paralyzed me inches away from you.
your breasts I imagine were a constant on my mind.
your pussy My fingers wanted to seek and find.
your thighs whined my tongue slither wanting to taste the in-between.
your ass I wanted to spank.
my mom would be ashamed of me.
breakup sex yet I wanted more.
you're leaving the next day.
my heart is no longer yours no more.
my dick would adore being inside you.
my fingers would dance just to feel you.
my tongue would die just to taste you.
my kiss would lie just to become you.
even if it's only for one day.
one more last time.
for me and you to be.
yet you naked I'm dying to see.
dying to see a love that can never again be.
dying with the thoughts of fuckin you.
yet I wondered if you still loved me.
yet I want you.
I need you.
but me and you can never again actually be.
©darkdeity