Deeper

Sun, 09/14/2014 - 14:44 -- Skoves
Deeper
He presses himself
Into my thoughts
Thighs
Fluttering, blood swirling,
Thump 
Thump 
Thumping 
heart.
He speedily presses his 
And with it he
Whilst I 
Melt 
Croon
Tighten into muscly numbness
At his touch
His physicality eating away at my insides
Opening me from the inside out
Warmth pooling around me
Us
Melting our pelvis bones into a heap
Bonding us to
The sheets
Mattress 
Each other
Tears gently seeping from my right eye
Gratefulness sinks in
This is the first
Positive 
Sexual
Experience.
He is the first
To make you love yourself
Feel perfect in your scarred skin
To not be made to feel like a prize
He is the first
Very first
Most definitely
Not the last.
 
 

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