Young Night

Long road trips by car,

passing the city lights as slowly the borders fade away

while rains are softly thumping on the car roof,

while your left hand roams amidst between my thighs,

slowly caressing, making me heave from pleasure

but leaving me unsatisfied and yet… breathless.

 

car ride

 

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