The Second Time

The Path of a Goddess


I don’t think twice.
I simply let my covering slip down and down hearing the
as it hits the floor and so do his and the clothes become confusing grey blobs and I don’t know what’s mine but it hazily becomes “ours” which is another thing that I love.

All that is left between us is panties and bra and


and that’s all that’s needed.
Me on top of him on top of the world
Loving every second of it
Touches no longer ticklish, clothes gone…

My soul swells so it hurts and love is in the air as I glance up at the window and through the moisture see the fuzzy glow of the



Picture found at: realsmurk.tumblr, but I would love to know who made it.

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