we
we hate our own bodies
we love each other's
I smile and think,
at least he doesn't call me innocent anymore
last night I fantasized
his hands his lips
his moans our pleasure
when it's just me I'm always quiet
but I came so hard I nearly screamed
sometimes I think we love like legends
and still we've never been alone
maybe he was there last night
maybe everything is more than it seems
go back
© Honey Laura Clark