I thought of you picking me up and just driving, heading a place where the city lights wouldn't be able to obscure the glow of the stars. I rolled a joint that you considered complaining about and put on music you didn't like. But this all slipped off your mind as I used my fingers to gently separate your lips and blew a thick white smoke between them. I stared into your eyes too deeply, almost reading your mind. You noticed the incursion and looked away while grabbing the rolled cigarette from my hand.
We were half way through it and I was kissing every inch of your face, where you were hardly ever kissed; your nostrils, eyebrows, chin. You had your eyes closed and only opened them to watch me take a hit
- So many kisses, do I deserve all of them?
If I was to answer honestly I'd tell you no. I was perfectly aware that the amount of loving I gave you was much more than you could ever reciprocate, way more than your Aquarius would allow you to earn. So I simply gave you a kiss that should be read as
"it doesn't really matter if you deserve it or not;
all of them belong to you.
all of me too."
We laughed until our bellies started to ache and had no idea how that burst begun. I only recall it was related to our newly acquired matching burns on our thumbs and indexes. It took me a while to compose myself again. When I did so, my hands were unwittingly under your clothes. They found their way through your sweater and shirt to find the warmth of your skin.
You opened my blouse, carefully undoing the golden buttons one by one. I slowly slid to the back seat, trying to keep my eyes right on yours throughout the process. Leaving the skirt on, I took off my lacy purple undies for your viewing pleasure. Before I could catch a breath I was already feeling the weight of your body over mine. If I leaned back I could watch the silver smile of a crescent moon. And under a perfectly aligned solar system, you became Uranus just for me.
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