Monday, June 29, 2009

first summer's eve

Tonight we walked the beach, sea wall, docks. We walk well, we've perfected it over the months.

The kissing always comes at the end, so sweet, never disappointing, your body like a daisy to my oak of a body. Your beauty takes another form as our lips draw apart and together, and it is only these moments do i forget my mistake, forget the strings that tether me to ExA.

i am not doomed to repeat my past.... i do not dwell on what you want with me, do not invite the voices that question why someone so young would spend time with someone so jaded.

i need a new name for you.