The clouds are gathering
The night skyline is perfect for a night of deflowering
Perfection they say is a myth however tonight it comes in the form of a man with great girth
Oh how I'm going to sing you songs of love my dear
Humming love on top as you lay your love on me with no fear
Caressing your arms,drinking in your God-like body as you hold me near
I promise to let me go,set her free if you keep your promise to be sincere
The cold air comes through the window,caressing my skin like his whispers in the night
I would like for my rage to subside for I'm craving something only he can provide
I would like to be able to play it cool and baby be with you night after the night
He's the man,I'd love to hear him moan,have him bury my ass in his hand
Lips that taste like honey intertwined with mine,teasing my mind as I watch his member stand
We should do this all night long
My body on you,yours on mine we could make the perfect song
I love you,you love me and I could be wrong
But I don't care when I'm in your arms all I am wishing is for this night could be longer......
YOU ARE READING
22;A Collection of Short Poems
PoetryAs my 22nd Birthday gift, I'm publishing a few of the short poems I've written for over the past few years on my hiatus, I hope y'all enjoy.
