One night stand

by diary   Aug 9, 2007


You and your best friend wait on the wall.
patiently rolling your hips, waiting
for someone to
bite the gun and ask you.

you're fooling around, and you rub the leg
of a passerby,
he turns around, and your struck with
a thunderbolt

Que cara! Que ojos! Que la boca!

it's seems like a dream since you're already tipsy
as he sweeps you into his arms,
and you basically have dry sex on the dance floor
he whispers his name, his age, and some
sweet words to break the ice

you dance, and don't even notice
that one, two, three, four, five songs
have played and your thighs burning
don't even register because your too caught up
with his eyes

finally he reaches down, and your neck immediately
becomes his lollipop. you don't pull back, because this has been the only
attention you've had in months
and for a night your name becomes
candy, the hot ass girl at that club one night.

this all happens in the matter of hours. the quick conversation, he buys you a drink, exchange of numbers, swapping spit, the goodbye because it's past your curfew, the letdown, and how
nothing good lasts forever as you finally realize he will
never call you.

solo un noche de sexo

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  • 17 years ago

    by Julissa

    Dayum !!!
    Thiisz iiSh.
    Was Hawt !!
    Im Diqqin da Spanqlish !!