She spoke to me quite openly, about aspects of her life
and episodes…
Sometimes I met her eyes, sometimes her eyes looked down
in hesitance…
We’d kissed. I’d held her hands, and helped her with her dress –
the zip was kind…
Her oral skills were wonderful, at least as good as mine:
hungry; practiced…
Her touch was soft, her body firm. I actively adored her slender frame…
We promised more
explosive exploration; while traceries of sound, of painted filaments
connected us…
Our lives just touched, briefly ~ rich lives, we’ve led in parallel ~
with benefits…
Maintain the Advance! 