My Bestie

A razor blade size distance,

Heavily she breathed.

Her lips apart craving to be kissed.

Bottom lip wet in anticipation.

Pushed her hair behind her ear,

The motion she followed.

Surrendering to my every touch.

She lighted up in my arms.

To the bed she pulled me.

Her Delilah grin was spectacular.

No wonder Samson said it all.

Ecstasy painted her grin.

Truth or dare it all started,

Fire too much to quench,

We had to let the river flow.

In harmony we moved like guitar strings.

Smoothly she moved are finger tips on my spine.

So talented, she was Mozart on his piano.

She struck the right keys.

Releasing testosterone in my whole body.

Best bestie breathing on my neck,

Nails in my skin, so pleasurable the pain.

I bit her bottom lip,

Her cry so sweet like a mockingbird.

Don’t stop! Words she echoed over and over.

We drove to the skies, cloud 9.

We were shut out from the world.

Only open to each other.

Sweaty wet sheets hid the secrets.

Will you stay for the night?

She looked and searched for a yes.

Only if you have some juice, she smiled.