2 a.m.

I feel you moving; restless in your sleep. Then I feel your fingers find me. Wandering in lustful places that Soon stir my curios appetite. The fluorescent light from the clock says 2 a.m. My body says fuck it, let’s do this right now. Your arms grab me close from behind As I feel yourContinue reading “2 a.m.”

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