Tracing circles along my back,
I lean in closer,
My mind goes black....
I steal a kiss,
I wont tell where...
Breathing heavily,
As he holds my hips,
I conceal it cleverly,
By doing something with my lips...
Vise like grip upon my hands,
I release a moan without demands,
He's gone ahead and made me pleased,
He holds me tight and stands with ease...
Here it comes,
What you've waited to hear,
But here's the thing,the awful sting
I'm just here to jeer.....
I just wont tell! =D
LLAHI'S A NYMPHO (from now on I'm just gonna write that)
nothing wrong with being a nympho. great poem by the way.
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