originally published on November 6 2018
my impure thoughts about you are running rapid.
i’m trying to stop the thoughts because i know it’ll never happen.
how my hands will never run through your hair
and down your neck to tickle the spot you love most.
i’ll never be able to caress your breasts and rub gently on your nipple.
i won’t be able to touch the soft rolls of your stomach that leads to the soft curls of your oasis.
i won’t experience your wetness dripping from my fingers as your fingers are gripping the sheets.
your leg will never be thrown over my shoulder
my name will never be screamed from your lips
i’ll never feel that skin to skin touch that i crave
i’ll never get to kiss your lips
both sets.
i know i’ll never experience these intimate moments with you,
but that doesn’t stop me from wishing i could
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