I’ll be honest, Celeste
I wasn’t expecting your support in this.
I know we had similar feelings,
Taste even. But you were so open to it.
You tasted like heaven.
He tasted like fire. The good kind
That lingers on your tongue;
Like the mango habanero type.
I wanted to devour you,
While he breached our inviting walls.
It was empowering.
The two of you, feeding my calls.
Balling my fist in your hair
Staring in his dark brown eyes
Feeling your weight on me
His hands gripping your hips tight
Nothing compares to that night
With the two of you. The first time.
I want this forever. The two of you.
For the rest of my life...
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