White NightA Poem by Clarisse NanoitNot a great piece. I know it builds up too much for the abrupt ending it has. Anti-climatic... sry. This is the first piece I've ever written that was remotely this racey. lol. Forgive my youth and ignorance.You think I'm naive, prudish, uninterested in things physical, hot to the touch. If I could show you, I definitely would.
I definitely would start with a long, sweet kiss. Wandering lips would find your neck, your face, your lips once more.
Your lips once more would scower my eagerly awaiting anything and everything until I stopped you short, removing your shirt and hugging you to me, whispering something sexy.
Whispering something sexy back, you'd probably tell me you were surprised. Betraying my nerves, I'd blush and kiss your ear. For "old time's sake".
For old time's sake, you'd peck my nose, but I'd take control back. I'd press you down against the couch, feeling your chest muscles beneath my palms and do things you'd never expect
Things you'd never expect of me, like removal of your belt with one hand and torso coverage with my lips, shocking you. "Oh, Kristen," you'd say in disbelief. How I love to hear that!
How I love to hear that I'm clever and exciting, if suprising, if a tease. Because I want to prove my love (want you to know), but I'm just not ready yet. © 2009 Clarisse NanoitFeatured Review
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2 Reviews Added on September 21, 2008 Last Updated on January 23, 2009 AuthorClarisse NanoitGAAboutBy clicking on the link above, you can play a vocabulary game, and for every question you get right, sponsoring businesses donate enough money for 100 grains of rice to feed hungry people across the.. more..Writing
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