Hotel Sheets

The lights were dim,Our friends asleep.We were under the covers,Buried down deep.I can still smell the bleach,In the hotel sheets.And I can still remember the pounding,Of both of our heartbeats.Our feet met for a moment,A undeniable spark.So we moved them back together,And that was only the start.Together we slid our hands,Until they touched.My hand was … Continue reading Hotel Sheets