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I am a cross-continental experiment. I love hard. I sing better than most. I'm funny. My mom wanted me to write. So I did.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Two Minute Love

In a dark, sweaty room
You brought me to you
Your sex smelled like youth
And I was looking for some heat
                                                          
Offbeat, we moved
Hips bumped but thoughts stayed secret
Until you found my rhythm
2/4 became 2/2
And you pressed your heart to mine

Fingers roamed and caught in thoughts, sighs and body heat
We pulsed, you throbbed
To a dirty, sexy beat

I felt you
I let you in

I rub my high school chastity against grown-up indifference
Begging you to touch me
In this moment,
All I hear is your breath in my ear
Breathing life into schoolgirl day dreams
 
I see you over me
Under me
Inside my hopes and dreams
Peeling off sweaty, sex soaked jeans

Cradle my sexuality
Tease me with serrated fingertips
I want cold sweat on warm limbs
I want rigid members and red lips

Hold me
Love me
Fuck me

I could be polite
But there’s no time for please and thank you in the dark
All I want is freedom

You hold my hand
For a second, I’m lost
In the black, I’m crying out for some daylight

I beg you
Kiss me before I remember I’m worthless

The song ends; One become two

You are not mine
We smile
Embarrassed that I gave you my pulse
Afraid to look you in the eye
Guilty.

We shared more in two minutes
Than a lifetime of mediocre kisses

I stumble back into the dark, looking for more two minute love.

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