breaking hearts has never looked so cool [ 14.07.04 - 10:03 i should be stronger than weeping alone, you should be weaker than sending me home ] i kiss him again & again. my mouth becomes my eyes, my hands. his tongue enters my mouth, the slow liquids are being drawn by his lips to the inside curves of my skin. at the edge of each inch of skin is swirling lines of nerves upon nerves. the kiss continues & then i cannot escape this. i'm drawn in, i need him, i can't escape orgasm, escape desiring him. he can do whatever he wants to me, except leave me. "sometimes i hate you," i murmur. "you're so beautiful. i could never be so beautiful. when i'm with you, i feel ugly." the nipple grazes the inside of his palm. his whole mouth devours my breast, his thumb draws a slow spiral against soft, yielding flesh. naked flesh on naked flesh. naked thighs burning against naked thighs. we are twins. bare shoulders twisting around bare shoulders. he touches a thin red sliver of membrane. i'm lost in a world composed only of sensation, i don't know anything that i don't feel. my sense of balance is rolling against him. feeling every possible feeling which are needs in the world. fucking. fucking. i throw myself against him, i want to bask in his heat, his safety. my stomach's rending, every inch of me is throbbing: shorter, quicker as his mouth takes ahold of me. i'm frightened & confused. do i dare touch him, could he possibly want me to touch him? he takes my hand & guides me. i follow him implicitly, i'm his animal. he moans & digs his fingers into the back of my neck. he peaks, i kiss his neck, he seems to peak again. "this is the sun, i want you," i say & he kisses me again. [ previous entry - next entry ]

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