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Just for Tonight


I don’t know your name, but as we fall on to my bed,.... I don’t care.
The headboard, not being attached, bangs against the wall
- music to my ears.
Your hands are so strong that when you lift me I feel as though
Somehow my broken wings are guiding you.

Ivory skin flashes in the moon light – I can’t see your face.

As my head falls back I feel your hands brush my waste,
You’re not giving any signs of stopping.

Tongue over flesh,
Under clothes,
Between thighs,
Mouth on neck,
Warm air on cheek,…

Hands locked,….

Almost there – and then…


The best thing about you, I don’t know who you are.

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