boy, you're a bit redundant.
accident doesn't cover your ass
when you slip and dive into feeling.
there's a boy's finger in my shorts.
"keep your hands to yourself".
the sensation lasts for hours.
two hands fight for dominance;
i am not trying to hold your hand.
right hand on brown leather.
your hair bumps the flesh.
you know you wish my hand
was actually my headboard.
white screen, black letters;
silent flirtation is the best kind.
"no, i will not give you a hj".
boy, you are so easy to tease.
punch to the arm for good luck.
i forgot, i'm one of the guys for today.
you love like a lightswitch-
sometimes on, sometimes off.
sometimes i just wanna turn you on.
by
eyesdecieveposted on 09/17/2007
wow.
like. contradictory, full of pain and longing and desperation and WOW.