We put down our walls;
let each other in

Opened up about past events,
that have shaped; taught us

life lessons

Your eyes connected to mine 
As you spoke,
the moon bestowed on us it’s
fluorescent glow

Your brown eyes and sexy voice,
I couldn’t handle
anymore

My insides
 Vulnerable

and, between my legs
wetness poured. . .

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