Saturday, March 21, 2015

The Balcony

I love balcony's
my earliest memories of them
Gramps and i sitting on chairs
swatting at mosquitoes
talking about any and everything



Em has a balcony
and there were no quitos
(an endearing name for mosquitoes)




we were laughing at something he said
i giggled then slapped his thigh softly

he caught my hand and stroked it
i smiled, licked my lips and
........our lips fused

the kiss was .......bliss
i opened my eyes and said
Em, people can see
he smiled and said
spend the night with me




the breeze is cool against my skin
i'm sated...
i cant remember what we ate, neither do i recall what we drank

i however can recall every touch,
how his skin felt when I slid my hands across his back

how his beard tickled my thigh

wide grin

i love balcony's










5 comments:

Fragilelooks said...

Hehehehehhe. I Love Balconies

Fluffycutething said...

I would like to know how your hands were touching and suddenly lips fused......

Please explain further!

cerberus said...

We love balconies too.

We love the fact that you're still posting.

Saludos Guapa!!!

Toinlicious said...

Hi Ibi. How are you?

leang heng said...

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