and had the most intimate dream last night. usually sexual but this intimate. we joked. on the floor we layed nothing sexual about it, just laughing and shit...shhh,her lips wanted to say something:
"there's so many thing you can do on th..."
i:[chuckle] huh-what?
[chuckle] nothing.
nah, what'd you say.
The haze brightened and thickened.
"there's so many [smirk-chuckle] things you can do on the floor"
looked into her eyes,kissed her.
we kissed something passionate.
i could hear myself smacking lips-outside .
tried to escape the dream[thats how i was sure ]
wondered what was i grabbing, that felt like her...
foot..waist.breasts against my chest... [real]
the sounds grew the hands found new crevices...she had lost some weight but her most juicy features still intact.
ooomygahd!
i quieted my kissing,didnt want to wake up my roommate [how would i explain that]
i moaned. even here i sought to please others-gotta embrace myself.
we turned. she looked. i kissed.
i came out the distant reality and back in only to drift into snow.
winter dreams on a solstice night.
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