I wore my black
black wrap dress
new bra and a lace thong
I had my hair washed,
smelled good, ready
for the main show
met you outside
couldn’t wait
the only place
we’ve ever met
is parking lots
and now
I have you on the couch
and take your hand,
it’s on my breast,
I lean in to kiss
in my head
i hear the bang and
see the flash of
fireworks, magic,
it’s magic when
you kiss someone you love
so I’ll sit on your lap
and kiss you ’til
we can’t breathe
and when I’m feeling wet
I’ll take your hand to lead
we’re in the bedroom,
first time, clothes off
laying skin to skin
I look in your blue eyes
you smile, make me
want another kiss
but you didn’t want to do this…
Inspired by the Writer’s Write October prompts | Photo by Andrea Piacquadio