andromedabellatrix
fallen angel
her hands trace patterns up your thighs
and some part of you is screaming
that this is so wrongwrongwrong
because she's your sister
and sisters don't share kisses
in broom closets and empty classrooms
but she's never been one to follow the rules
and you can never resist
when she flashes you a smile that says
'i could have anyone here, but i chose you'
.
and before you know it you're pressed against a wall
fingers tangled in her hair
and it's surprising she can't hear
the beat of your heart
as it thuds against your ribs
at a hundred miles per hour
.
or you're lying in a heap
wet grass brushing against bare skin
as fireflies dance around like christmas lights
turning her skin a dozen hues of yellow
as if she's an angel fallen from the s-k-i-e-s
.
it's a never ending cycle
of kisses that are too forceful
and regret that seeps into every thought
until one day you wake up
and she's found somebody new
who can make her feel all the things
that she didn't feel with you
