hand,
Close to me
Pressed to my chin
Kiss- sweet, soft
Taste- only you.

Slowly you move...
Hands glide
Peeling away all that is pure.
Arms embedded to my legs,
thighs, hips....
Lips- wet and cool.

A motion, my hands tugging
Free all that you have.

Slide, right to place
O.K. move......

Your chest,
warm and muscular.
Nails,
pulling flesh from your body

Fingers racing through,
Strands of hair
Fast,
I feel you
Shivering, I squrim
Hold on, beg.

Heart ramped,
"Shhh-"
"Calm down, lie still"
whisper of a fan,
adjustment of a pillow,
and a long sweet sigh.

I love your no b-sh*t wildness in this poem

that is a bad a$$ poem dawg for real

Woah!!! This rocks!

This poem totally describes the night that I had last night, It so rocks!!!!!!!