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This is half poetry and half prose. Well ish. it's about a kiss I shared with my best friend.


Submitted:Apr 22, 2009    Reads: 147    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   


The lesbian kiss
In school and feeling depressed.
The only one there for me was my best friend.
She pulled me out of the darkness
And so much more, she made me manic.
We're both bisexual,
We were both manic, gutsy.
Sitting in the corridor during a free.
All alone, talking.
Suddenly neither of us could deny it anymore,
We were so manic.
We couldn't deny the lust,
So we went to the loos.
Once there we closed ourselves in a cubicle,
Adrenaline coursing through our veins.
We leaned close, both nervous,
And slowly, experimentally pressed our lips together.
The adrenaline still rushed through our veins but the nerves were gone,
The innocent peck soon involved tongues.
Her tongue tasted of oasis and it sent shivers throughout my body.
We kissed once, twice more and then split apart,
The lust was still there but we didn't want to get caught.
But oh how I wish we had carried on
As I still lust after her.




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