You saw, didn't you?
There's no point in keeping the truth
not from you, not from you
It was about ten thirty
When he came around looking for me
At first, I was nervous
In the end, I was happy to see him
His eyes would linger
His smile that gave way
I knew he was happy to see me
He came close, real close
His lips there before mine
He retreated, smiling
He was troubled, I could see
Seducing, and then he was retreating
Debating, whether what he was doing
Then he came close again
Three, four times this went
Tempting me, making me think
Making me feel, feelings
Once more, "Don't help me fight it."
he whispered as he pulled me into him
Then it happened..
Our mouths uniting, becoming one
Colliding, our lips connected...
Every single lingering moment I adored...
Then it was over "Never again" he promised
I have no regrets
Just that it wont ever again.
J. A. Burgundy
December 2013
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