Night of Somethings
I want pasion
although I had plenty enough,
I yearn for more
heat, fire, love and lust
In a dark corner feeling the adrenline rush
closeness,
excitment, i felt it all
felt his hand warming my chest
the tickle of his pinky in my belly button
the soft touch of his palm on my stomach
heard him laugh when I jumped.
Heard myselfl gasp at these exotic emotions
That night was a night of almosts,
night of sounds
night of touch
night of emotions
night of two teenagers unsure of love.
|