Thursday, 24 December 2009

A Winter affair

I went to the secret apartment many a time that Winter.
Always warm,but musty.
An old smell mixed with washing powder,perfume,damp and cigarettes.
The most comfortable bed i've ever slept in.
And the sex was good but never a chance of love because you were a friends Ex.
And i felt that meloncholy every morning.
Getting dressed
That bedroom ached of it.
you knew that i would never be yours but we still went at each other deranged sometimes.
The detachment making it easier.
I fucking hammered you.
your saliva sweet,cunt tight.
I wasn't supposed to be there.
we were doing it in secret,
selfish maybe for i guessed you were in love with me but pretended not to notice.
Your body,
especially those bee sting tits,
for that Winter,
they were all that mattered.

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