I like their hair;
Long or short or shaved.
Their eyelashes
They tickle my face.
Their lips,
I never wanna stop the chase.
I never want their eyes to move from mine.
I wanna keep my body tangled in theirs
And stay in bed, until the sun dies.
Rest my head on their chest as I fall asleep.
To wake up to see their beautiful smile beaming at me.
I wanna find myself between their thighs,
I want them between mine.
I want to hear their laugh,
A chuckle or a snort is fine with me.
As long as they're happy.
As long as they're with me.
As long as she loves me.
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Occupational Hazard
Poetryjust a bunch of poems and other random shit that I wrote. If you have a problem with what I write, and you feel it is worth my time. Please politely bring it to my attention and we can talk about it over some virtual tea and biscuits. *Warning** So...
