it just came to me. boonies not mine. K=Kyra=my girlfriend, Sanae=me. if you can, you have my permission to make a story based on this
Huey walked into his and Riley's room to clean. while doing so he found a crumpled paper. opening it, he began to read.
Saddest Day
by R. Escobar
I saw them again, the girls I dream of
the silver of K, an the red of Sanae
with my face flushed the color of blood,
I fall in their embrace
that lovely silver serounds me as K
touches her lips to mine, the playful
Sanae running her claws over my
skin, her red tickling at my neck
they touch, they kiss, they make me
shiver, the silver and red hold me for
warmth, kiss and caress, nip and undress
in anticipation I writhe, waiting for what
I came for
K strokes my cheek as I part my lips,
taking it in as far as I could without
choking on her. Sanae mumbles soothing
words as she prepares me for her
I shudder and squirm, my body reacting
for these girls that I love. my silver, my
red. discomfort comes and goes like the
rain, Sanae stretching me wide as she
pushes in
they both apologize in a language I don't know,
their hands wipe my tears I didn't know I've
shed. they take me and make me beg. so bad
do I need this, my girls of silver and red
they bring me to the edge and pull me back
again, my mind's in a whirl when we do it
again. but soon, oh to soon, it comes to
an end. they had to leave, and I could never
join them again.
Huey straitened the paper and put it in his desk, pretending he never saw it.
ok! r&r onegai! it's the first time I've wrote a poem, so... don't judge too harshly...?