coffeelove

It will soon be midnight sun. The darkness is slowly disappearing, the nights grow ever so bright, those nights so wonderful and alive.
I remember us driving to that hidden beach I had found, I teased you all the way with kisses, did my best to seduce you, I thought your grip on the steering wheel would break it into pieces and I couldn't see your eyes through the sunglasses but I knew your thoughts, I always have.
I found myself pinned down, the grass tickled my back but you wouldn't let me escape, arms wrapped around my legs and hips, the sun made your hair look like gold and your green eyes glowing at me with a desire so frightening. With your tounge buried in me I thought I would faint from pure pleasure, pure happiness and the sky above me has never seemed so blue, my hair full of bright green grass, colourful against my darkness, and I thought the night was so quiet, let them hear me, I wanted to hear someone tell a story about the dark haired girl and her lover, sleeping under the midnight sun, bathed in golden rays of days lost but so fondly remembered.

Want it to be summer, want you to be here. Or I want to forget.