A twist of my way.
The things I wanna do to you are unspeakable.
The reasons I'm writing them isn't why.
I just prefer to be untouchable.
In addition have you ever had a pussy as shy as mine?
Taste like wine with no years on time.
Hard to explain until you jump and hit that next train.
Remarkable what a man or woman can do; making the human body feel things only wishes have made true.
I haven't touched you in any way.
Have not heard your voice beside my own.
Every time I hear you speak I'm wet and I lay.
thinking
If those words you say hit high enough I cave into moan.
cumming
Gazing at that face, memorizing every feature, even the back of the room.
Soaking in how badly my thighs wanna caress and wrap around you.
I can only pray to be with someone like you. To be held by you on a daily basis.
Feel your breathe hit the back of my neck right before turning to land you with tons of kisses.
Move my hips to
grind your dick.
Sabotage your thoughts with only wanting to get off.
On the real?
All I really need is a man like this to hold and to miss.
Hear him complain about losing the remote and other dumb shit.
Pick up his dirty boots from the same spot knowing I just cleaned, scrubbed and mopped that area.
What I would give for him.
Wondering how long it takes to marry ya.
YOU ARE READING
Don't judge me!
PoetryPoems speak more than words at times. Our journey may bring those who despite our good we are judged. With our wrong doings it is same journey.