soon you showed you didnt plan on being only a stranger;
your hands on my face, your lips on mine,
your hips thrusting against my body.
apparently you were in a hurry.
i slow you down,
"we've got all nite, youre not going back to setúbal today!"
your first reaction was one of panic,
but was easily dismissed by a slow suck of your tongue.
i undo your bra, you undid mine.
i almost took off your shirt, i wanted to kiss your breasts.
you grab hold of my hand, reminding me we're in public.
"right.. ahem.. sorry"
i bury my head in that spot between your neck and shoulders,
you bite my earlobe and moan loudly, not caring for people passing by.
it turns me on even more than your hand between my legs.
i guess you understood immediately my thoughts,
why else would you then quietly whisper "please fuck me now"?
i pull you upwards and you wrap your legs around my body.
positioning yourself onto my hips and finding my lips,
i reluctantly let go off your hair
and put my arm underneath you to keep you from falling.
i undo your pants and slip in my hand.
with a disbelief in your eyes you look at me
when i take it back out and lick my finger.
"just to know how you taste like before you cum."
your eyes widen as i put my finger back in you
and you keep them open all the time, looking straight at me,
closing them only when i feel that familiar pressure on my fingers
and that warmth on my hand.
afterwards i remain standing still for what seems an eternity,
with your head lying heavy on my shoulder.
few hours later you left and didnt make that promised call.
Tuesday, 20 May 2008
Monday, 12 May 2008
going around in a circle
rachel wants to be my love in the morning,
and i want nothing more but to invite her in..
in the afternoon dmb is saying goodbye,
and my doubts and fears are waving back..
in the evening
i just miss you.
and i want nothing more but to invite her in..
in the afternoon dmb is saying goodbye,
and my doubts and fears are waving back..
in the evening
i just miss you.
Friday, 9 May 2008
having feelings
why do you do that?
why you keep me hanging on?
its like youre giving me a smell of a bone, and then you take it away
before i could even get a taste.
better yet- you give me a taste of something and you watch me enjoy it.
and then, then when i am almost begging you for more, you take it away.
you confuse me.
that huge grin on your face..
i wish i knew what youre thinking then.
right at that moment.
i know, youre probably thinking to yourself that youre being more
honest than ever.
but being honest is not the same as speaking bloody english!
what the hell do you want me to do with "this song reminded me of you
even before"??
what does that mean?
yes, i need you to spell it out for me!
would that be so hard for you?
why?
its not like youd be going out on a limb, you already know how i feel.
you already know that i am falling for you, even if you are miles away.
even if it was less than 48 hours.
im not trying to act stupid, i really am not.
but there are certain things that i will not believe until you say them outloud,
until you scream them in my face with your vein on your forehead
sticking out cus it takes that much out of you!
and if that makes you need to say things or, god forbid, act human..
well, tough luck.
its called having feelings for someone.
why you keep me hanging on?
its like youre giving me a smell of a bone, and then you take it away
before i could even get a taste.
better yet- you give me a taste of something and you watch me enjoy it.
and then, then when i am almost begging you for more, you take it away.
you confuse me.
that huge grin on your face..
i wish i knew what youre thinking then.
right at that moment.
i know, youre probably thinking to yourself that youre being more
honest than ever.
but being honest is not the same as speaking bloody english!
what the hell do you want me to do with "this song reminded me of you
even before"??
what does that mean?
yes, i need you to spell it out for me!
would that be so hard for you?
why?
its not like youd be going out on a limb, you already know how i feel.
you already know that i am falling for you, even if you are miles away.
even if it was less than 48 hours.
im not trying to act stupid, i really am not.
but there are certain things that i will not believe until you say them outloud,
until you scream them in my face with your vein on your forehead
sticking out cus it takes that much out of you!
and if that makes you need to say things or, god forbid, act human..
well, tough luck.
its called having feelings for someone.
Saturday, 3 May 2008
and what did i do?
voices were screaming in my head so loud i had to almost put a pillow over my head to stop hearing them.
kiss her! kiss her, you fool! what are you waiting for?! are you crazy? she wants it, too! cant you see?!
but i didnt see it.
or maybe i did and chose not to. chose to ignore it.
all this time that i was ignoring what i really wanted to do at that time..
no, falling asleep and talking about my thumb was not what i wanted to do!
..all that time i was fighting goosebumps on my arms and on my back, my stomach was tying itself up in knots, not even houdini would get out of this one alive.
and there it went.
everything that we kinda, even if subconsciously, built up all evening was gone in one word.
"fine."
she turns away from me, lying on her right side, facing away.
id give her whatever she wanted just to know what she was thinking about at that moment!
she'll simply tell me she doesnt know any more, i know that by now.
and me?
i put my hand on her hipbone, too chicken to pull her face towards me and kiss her.
kiss her! kiss her, you fool! what are you waiting for?! are you crazy? she wants it, too! cant you see?!
but i didnt see it.
or maybe i did and chose not to. chose to ignore it.
all this time that i was ignoring what i really wanted to do at that time..
no, falling asleep and talking about my thumb was not what i wanted to do!
..all that time i was fighting goosebumps on my arms and on my back, my stomach was tying itself up in knots, not even houdini would get out of this one alive.
and there it went.
everything that we kinda, even if subconsciously, built up all evening was gone in one word.
"fine."
she turns away from me, lying on her right side, facing away.
id give her whatever she wanted just to know what she was thinking about at that moment!
she'll simply tell me she doesnt know any more, i know that by now.
and me?
i put my hand on her hipbone, too chicken to pull her face towards me and kiss her.
Saturday, 15 March 2008
Santa Bandana (Vol.1)
ive met you for the first time only a few hours ago.
yet, it feels like we've known each other for way longer.
no, im not trying to be romantic, just telling you how it feels.
dont know if youve noticed, but we've been sitting here for a long time.
its gotten dark already. not many people around here.
the cold concrete wall behind my back doesnt bother me.
your jacket? no, i dont need it, thanks.
our eye contact has been getting longer, too.
is it intentional? its weird, tho, isnt it?
for the very least, it is unexpected.
we've only chatted a few times before todays meeting,
a few distant msgs to someone unknown.
and yet, here i am, toying with the idea of kissing you.
and i know youre toying with me!
of course you knew id love this place, im a sucker for sea.
you had me going from the first minute; dressed in all white,
with your dark skin and a hat to hide your eyes.
why hide them? im not trying to look into your soul.
dont understand why we're talking about world politics,
who cares? you seriously do? i doubt it.
why dont you touch my hand? it is right next to your left thigh.
what are you waiting for? youre confusing me.
finally i stand up, youve made me nervous.
youve made me question some of my moves.
you sit onto the wall, spread your legs and pull me to yourself.
okey, now we're getting somewhere.
your lips are soft, you seem nervous, too.
at least you did for first 10 seconds.
yet, it feels like we've known each other for way longer.
no, im not trying to be romantic, just telling you how it feels.
dont know if youve noticed, but we've been sitting here for a long time.
its gotten dark already. not many people around here.
the cold concrete wall behind my back doesnt bother me.
your jacket? no, i dont need it, thanks.
our eye contact has been getting longer, too.
is it intentional? its weird, tho, isnt it?
for the very least, it is unexpected.
we've only chatted a few times before todays meeting,
a few distant msgs to someone unknown.
and yet, here i am, toying with the idea of kissing you.
and i know youre toying with me!
of course you knew id love this place, im a sucker for sea.
you had me going from the first minute; dressed in all white,
with your dark skin and a hat to hide your eyes.
why hide them? im not trying to look into your soul.
dont understand why we're talking about world politics,
who cares? you seriously do? i doubt it.
why dont you touch my hand? it is right next to your left thigh.
what are you waiting for? youre confusing me.
finally i stand up, youve made me nervous.
youve made me question some of my moves.
you sit onto the wall, spread your legs and pull me to yourself.
okey, now we're getting somewhere.
your lips are soft, you seem nervous, too.
at least you did for first 10 seconds.
Santa bandana (pt. 1)
ive met you for the first time only a few hours ago.
yet, it feels like we've known each other for way longer.
no, im not trying to be romantic, just telling you how it feels.
dont know if youve noticed, but we've been sitting here for a long time.
its gotten dark already. not many people around here.
the cold concrete wall behind my back doesnt bother me.
your jacket? no, i dont need it, thanks.
our eye contact has been getting longer, too.
is it intentional? its weird, tho, isnt it?
for the very least, it is unexpected.
we've only chatted a few times before todays meeting,
a few distant msgs to someone unknown.
and yet, here i am, toying with the idea of kissing you.
and i know youre toying with me!
of course you knew id love this place, im a sucker for sea.
you had me going from the first minute; dressed in all white,
with your dark skin and a hat to hide your eyes.
why hide them? im not trying to look into your soul.
dont understand why we're talking about world politics,
who cares? you seriously do? i doubt it.
why dont you touch my hand? it is right next to your left thigh.
what are you waiting for? youre confusing me.
finally i stand up, youve made me nervous.
youve made me question some of my moves.
you sit onto the wall, spread your legs and pull me to yourself.
okey, now we're getting somewhere.
your lips are soft, you seem nervous, too.
at least you did for first 10 seconds.
yet, it feels like we've known each other for way longer.
no, im not trying to be romantic, just telling you how it feels.
dont know if youve noticed, but we've been sitting here for a long time.
its gotten dark already. not many people around here.
the cold concrete wall behind my back doesnt bother me.
your jacket? no, i dont need it, thanks.
our eye contact has been getting longer, too.
is it intentional? its weird, tho, isnt it?
for the very least, it is unexpected.
we've only chatted a few times before todays meeting,
a few distant msgs to someone unknown.
and yet, here i am, toying with the idea of kissing you.
and i know youre toying with me!
of course you knew id love this place, im a sucker for sea.
you had me going from the first minute; dressed in all white,
with your dark skin and a hat to hide your eyes.
why hide them? im not trying to look into your soul.
dont understand why we're talking about world politics,
who cares? you seriously do? i doubt it.
why dont you touch my hand? it is right next to your left thigh.
what are you waiting for? youre confusing me.
finally i stand up, youve made me nervous.
youve made me question some of my moves.
you sit onto the wall, spread your legs and pull me to yourself.
okey, now we're getting somewhere.
your lips are soft, you seem nervous, too.
at least you did for first 10 seconds.
Monday, 25 February 2008
untitled
1:37:18
I was sleeping, probably dreaming about environmental issues in Latin America, surfing championship in Peru, migrations from Poland, carneval in Rio, shopping in Paris, $ vs. €, abortion issue in Malta, potential of communism, or simply about getting laid.
That is also why the first touch on the back of my neck did not feel so bad anyway.
With the preciseness of a nuclear-biology expert, the second touch followed.
I slowly woke up. It is Mrs.Her, coming on to me, again. It feels...good. A feeling forgotten, somehow new.
With the strength of a junkie's shot coming into their veins, the bite follows.
Why my arm? Ah, okay, you changed your mind.
But, why do you smell like that? Is that beer? How much beer is that?
And why now, after all this time? Do you think you can just hop into my bed, hold me like a hostage, fuck me with your breath on my neck?!
I guess you can.
But all this beer, and your breathing, it's too fast. Why so different?
Nevermind, don't stop.Yes, you can go there. And for the last time, it won't hurt like that night!
Can I move? Or is my part here just to be still and wet?!
Can you touch the right part of my belly again? The right one. And again...
And.
And.
1:37:41
Mr.He, what are you doing in my bed?!
I was sleeping, probably dreaming about environmental issues in Latin America, surfing championship in Peru, migrations from Poland, carneval in Rio, shopping in Paris, $ vs. €, abortion issue in Malta, potential of communism, or simply about getting laid.
That is also why the first touch on the back of my neck did not feel so bad anyway.
With the preciseness of a nuclear-biology expert, the second touch followed.
I slowly woke up. It is Mrs.Her, coming on to me, again. It feels...good. A feeling forgotten, somehow new.
With the strength of a junkie's shot coming into their veins, the bite follows.
Why my arm? Ah, okay, you changed your mind.
But, why do you smell like that? Is that beer? How much beer is that?
And why now, after all this time? Do you think you can just hop into my bed, hold me like a hostage, fuck me with your breath on my neck?!
I guess you can.
But all this beer, and your breathing, it's too fast. Why so different?
Nevermind, don't stop.Yes, you can go there. And for the last time, it won't hurt like that night!
Can I move? Or is my part here just to be still and wet?!
Can you touch the right part of my belly again? The right one. And again...
And.
And.
1:37:41
Mr.He, what are you doing in my bed?!
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