"Fuck you"

you say smiling

as we shove each other

and boomerang back onto each others faces

Our kiss urgent and starving

Spinning on the spot

two leaves blown together

backpack against the cold wall

you mock how I'm standing

your leg hooked around my hip and I'm

steaming

a laugh between kisses

I saw the hair on her stomach

I want to skim it with my lip

I saw the hair in her armpit

I want to stroke it with my nose

I want to lick the back of her teeth

I want to kiss her when she tastes like cigarettes

I want to bite her glasses