january 2015
why can’t I sleep at night?
I think abt u, like, a lot
feel like I would cum
the second u touched me
he traced my curves with his
skin/mouth on a dance floor
no one saw the way he did it
we didn’t know each other
but sometimes that feels good
I need to wear a shock collar
that stops me from
r e a c h i n g
like an idiot, towards u
he takes me out and speaks french
when I’m too anxious and he
says breathless innocent things
sometimes I can’t help but
want him
I watch u ignore me online
I’ve watched u watch me in person
god I can’t wait
to watch u again
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