blackout.makeout.

seems to be the new trend.


i want to be able to remember the details of this kiss.
this kiss that i crave and drool for more
of his mouth.
what does he taste like?
i had a taste but the lights were out... in my mind.
it must have been good... because the feeling lingered on and on
throughout the day until i realized what had happened.
he had put a spell on me.
the testosterone was playing tricks on my mind
each taste bud picking up the saliva that
we indeed were told that we shared.

i want to feel his hands on my ..
i want to place my hands on his neck.. in his hair.
and pull away the curtain to remember
our first kiss.

wolves.

prancing back and forth
in quick playful circles.

a mess of fur
caught in the teeth
of the player.

feeding ones rush for
passion at an
instant...
bite. of flesh
of the tip of his
ear.

fear not, for we are
safe here in each
other's body curvature
where the warmth
is held in between
breaths.

luring and tricking
each other in
side of one another
nibbling and scratching
the surface.
howling at the moon
only takes a few
moments to
realize that he
is in fact one of
your own.

there is no escaping the
outcome
of the past.
we scurry off into
the dark brush of the
city lights and
lick our
wounds.
gracefully planning
out the careful
and quiet footsteps
each one
underestimating
the sinful
but powerful
occurrence that
led us to this...

the similarity of the past.
the colors teal and black reappear for another adventure.  it wasn't a planned event, none of them usually are. actually, the spontaneous events are usually the most genuine. he was meant only to be with me that night. i gave so much away to him.
as jagged as i can be, i go down quite smooth. no one is sure what to do with me afterwards is the issue.

every inch of him, i wanted to have my hands on. i needed to remember and feel my way around... his body is something that i could get accustomed to. something so familiar that it only took minutes before we had crossed several lines.
pressing our souls together, i used much creativity to keep him interested. the truth is.. i was asking for all of it. this is how it usually happens, i wonder if he will bail now that he knows the answer.
making love is something you decide to work on together. putting a conscious effort into being together, making compromises and taking the time to get to know the entire story.
i am amazed by this one.
he is amazed as well.
i can see it going much further than just a casual moment... in dimmed light i can still see all the details.
the sharpness of teeth is what will be able to tear us apart. until that day, i'll wait patiently for another kiss.