She seems to be wicked
But she’s not
She’s the gentlest girl around
And I know I shouldn’t
It’s against who I am
But I can’t help myself
I love her.
I stroke her thighs
Caress her face
Cradle her head in my lap
And I kiss her frantically
All over her body
As if my kisses
Can bring me closer
To her soul.
But it’s not enough
(It’s never enough)
And with a cry of desperation
I bury my head in her chest
I feel the gentle movement
Of her heart beating
And for a moment
I am at peace.
I cling to her feebly
I do not want to move
Because when I do
We will be apart
My fingers tremble
As I grip her soft body tighter
And for a moment
We are one.
Some wonder
If I’ve ever experienced love.
And I wince painfully
As I think of her
And I know I shouldn’t
It’s against who I am
But I can’t help myself
I love her.
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