Teased
As you enter you say I cannot touch.
Naked with your hands and mouth all over me.
Wanting to touch you has never been this much.
I am in ectasy from what I feel and see.
Our passion consumes us making it hard to restrain.
My head is filling with fantasies for us to do.
I am overwhelmed and my resistance is pain.
Our lips now meet as I expose you too.
I worship your body and cannot get enough.
We come closer with a connection thats true.
I realize why you did this even though it was tough.
You made me want you more than I have ever wanted you.
(Dedicated to Wilma)
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7 comments
cool
i felt so identified!
nice poem.
nice poem.
I feel something like this
I feel something like this now. I like your poem.
teased
very nice poem....
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Wow
That is how love feels when it is good.
Lover of Life
Lover of Life
very GOOD
This is a very good poem... I like your style of words and it is a very photographic poem...
Adam M. Starr
very GOOD
This is a very good poem... I like your style of words and it is a very photographic poem...
Adam M. Starr