(WARNING: THIS ONE IS VERY SEXUAL. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK)
I always wondered,
'What's that feeling like?'
'The sexual one?'
Then I started playing.
(With myself)
((Sexually))
Finally, one day,
You asked me:
'Do you wanna have sex?'
Obviously,
I said 'yes.'
You made me feel things I never had,
You taught me things about my body I'd never known,
Now that is an anatomy lesson I'd like to have again.
And again.
And again.
You taught me how to make out,
How to finger and eat you out,
You walked me through it...
By doing it.
You trapped me between bliss and misery,
Choking me gently and fingering me mercilessly.
I loved it.
Gods, girl,
I am so gay for you.
And I want to do that again.
And again.
And again.
Before we did that,
I'd never felt anything quite so...
Wonderful? Perfect? Sloppy?
However the feeling's described,
I loved it.
Please, do it again,
And again,
And again.
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Poetry By Me! (Morgan, he/him)
PoesiaThese are poems that I write. My pen name is Morgan, so call me that! Also, I use he/they pronouns and love to write. Please, if you find any you particularly like, let me know in the comments! I plan to publish some of this in a book, just need to...
