Innocence

We lost our innocence long ago, 

after holding hands and kissing led to a deeper longing, a moment that can never be changed, an innocence that cannot be regained even as we dream of times of simplicity and purity, but not of total innocence, we'd rather the feeling of easiness and first loves but are afraid to give new loves any effort, we are so enthralled in yesterday that we are stuck there, never truly moving, holding hands only out of habit, kissing as part of the routine, touching yet secretly lusting for innocence again.

Intimacy...

I can imagine the tip of your tongue gliding against my back

Hands gently caressing each curve

Kisses making their way to the most intricate areas of me

Deeply penetrating every moment while tasting beads of sweat that cradle my breast...

But wait this is the prelude to next step in love making

First let's start with a deeper level of intimacy

Let's talk...