Frida | ✕

what about frida

the dinner was cold
and benni sat on the sofa
as he listened to soft thuds
of her feet in the bathroom

their argument died
immediately and he didnt
argue with that

he wanted it over

maybe she is crazy
" she does have crazy eyes vibe"
klaas said that time
during their time in the locker

well the only crazy eyes he ever had
is now;
for her
he was crazy head over heel
for her

and they only been seeing each
other in three weeks.

he dropped the beer bottle
on the table and marched
to the door
she looked up from the floor
she was staring

" goodnight" she said plainly
a small smile and she laid down
away from him

he pulled his shirt immediately
and shed his pants
he stripped naked and
climbed all four in the bed
his nose rested against the
skin of her neck

his left arm sneaked on her tummy
his thumb slowly
rubbed circles
on it

frida knew what he wants
frustrated yet she wanted him
as much as he needed her
to fill her
to complete her

" i want to go home tomorrow."
she said, turning over
to look at him
he nodded
" i'll sent you."

" i thought it would work"
she said, looking down
from his lips to his eyes
" us, i mean."

" we just had our first fight
and you already said we
are not going to work."
he muttered and she sighed
so they kissed

he undressed her, gently
as how a artist would undress
the papers and bubble wraps against
a work of art

his kiss landed at the crook
of her neck up to the line
of her jaw up to the corner
of her lips and until it
fully enveloped her luscious
lips

his cold hands grasped the
fabric down
cupping the two of her warm
breasts into his hands
his thumb grazed on the
erected nipples awaken the
groan in her

he continued to undress her
down under

tugging on her short and
pulling on her panties

his kiss started from the ankle
up until the inner thighs
where she was already
squirming and whining for his
ultimate touch

his lips touched the rose bud
his tongue gently flicked the clit
sending thousands of pleasure
to the corner of her body

it didnt last long until
she started writhing underneath
as benni grasped both of legs
down to take her back down

to earth

to reality

the curves of her body as
she exhaled
and inhaled
beads of sweat dripping

glistening on her sweet skin

he knew sex won't change her mind
(he wished it would a little)

and if this is the last time
they will be together

hell, the taste of her on
his  tongue is gonna 
one hell of a bitter taste

but she looked at him
and later he was safely in 

her arms

his home

the sweetness of her lingered

on his tongue sending
the boy from haltern am
in peace

after all, that's what frida is all about

sweet
and
bitter.