Unknown territory

We're coming up the tracks

Where we're headed, I never know

Excitation lingers

Hand open

Awaiting the plunge...


Synchronized breathing

Our yearning and needing.

Motioning to clasp onto the arch in your back

A dance of our own

The weight and warmth against me

Letting out a lustful moan. 

Time stands still


If looks could, yours would kill.

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