Watching you move those
fucking hips in circles that create
neon outlines,
I want to touch you
I want to pull off your shirt and
push you against the goddamn wall
and forget for just a few seconds
why I ever questioned anything.
I want my fingers to unsnap
every piece of clothing that lingers
on that soft skin of yours,
I want to feel how wet you are.
I want to feel how fucking tight you are.
I want to kiss your neck.
I want to kiss your stomach.
I want to kiss your pussy.
I want to just fucking kiss you.
God, fuck me like we just met
as two old fashioned lovers
throw my Levi's to the floor
and grind on me.
I'm yours.
YOU ARE READING
Roses In The Sun
PoesíaA book dedicated to the thoughts that lie beneath the surface of all that I am, all that I will be, and all that I hope to become. A book dedicated to the outcasts, to those who've felt invisible, to those who want to read and fall in love with the...
