Bend over the desk
Hovering over top of you
Kissing and taking our clothes off
We shouldn't doing it in a place like this
Taking a risk
Hearing you moan
When it's in
Ignoring calls
Until it's over
When the ecstasy hits
We both drop to the floor
Huffing and puffing
Struggling to get up
But want another round
YOU ARE READING
Dreadful Rose poetry
PoetryPoetry from a guy with many different emotions varies from dark, loving, sexual, and sappy. Also many thoughts that I turn into poetry for some reason.
