Tiptoes

Axeela Official

Posted on September 19 2017

 
As the sweat is running down my skin. The movements are getting rougher.
I breathe out and I breathe in. I feel the touch of my one night lover.
His perfume surrounds my curves. I look into those strangers eyes. And it's only getting worse.
The freakiest things you’ve done in ya life.
 
One last grip on my hair.
I am almost letting go. We kiss goodnight , I fall asleep in his arms and before you know...
 
I'm all alone. An empty space fills the other side of the bed.
No message on my phone. Just another memory left in my head.
Call it a habbit or a deja vu. But that's the way it always goes.
A stranger secretly leavin' the room on his tiptoes.
 
Can't fit the keys into the doorlock. A blurry vision and a sudden click.
He pins me up and then he makes my bed rock. Sounds fulfill the room hot and erotic.
Tic toc , the clock strikes 3 times , but we're already passed round 4.
I’m still turned on but my heart can't take this anymore.
 
One last grip on my hair.
I am almost letting go. We kiss goodnight , I fall asleep in his arms and before you know...
 
I’m all alone. An empty space fills the other side of the bed.
No message on my phone. Just another memory left in my head.
Call it a habbit or a deja vu. But that's the way it always goes.
A stranger secretly leavin' the room on his tiptoes.
 
A morning kiss. Breakfast on bed. Seems like there's no time for that.
Crinkly sheets. Empty glasses of wine. I keep repeating that night after night.
 

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