I won't wait for that time
When all I have is nostalgia
And write poems in crumpled paper
And memory boxes will keep them
I'll write poems
And unleash the poet in me
And pour my artistic side
To my heart's delight
And I know
I'll put that smile on your face
And butterflies in your tummy
And groans in your pants.
One day,
I'll whisper those words in your ears
With my hand in your crotch
And yours in mine.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Words Orgasm Poetry
PoesíaMature poetry Lines about love, Mid-30ish life, sex and random thoughts. Playful thoughts in the morning. Silly ideas at night. And a whole lot of everything over a steam of espresso.
