There is a mischievous smirk across my face
A mysterious look in my eyes
The lust of my flesh dwells in this place
And the heat of passion dwells between my thighs
This warmth can heat up the entire room
This heat needs to be dealt with
Because my body is about to melt quick
I'm squirmingI'm yearning
For this addictive drug called sex
It's on my mind strongLike the aroma of coffee brewing in the morning
And I know we’ll be up until the wee hours of the morning
And this craving for you is alarming
Rather charming
Yet this hankering that is forming
Is somewhat ominous
Every time I see your face I immediately want to taste your lips
Gracing those lips with my sugary and soft kiss
Every time I hear your voice
I instantly melt and my panties get moist
Such an amazing effect you seem to have
And the touch from your hands
Sends me into a deep and enticing trans
You see
Since our first encounter I’ve been lost
Between reality and a sexual fallacy
And for a brief moment forgot who I was
As if I have been injected with a drug
Providing a high for my lustful addiction
Because I sure need some sort of medium for this sinister condition
This appalling affliction
Indeed if anyone else knew
Besides us two
The things that we tend to do
Behind closed doors
They would surely deem us as classless whores
A title I don’t mind receiving
As long as I know it’s your sweet loving I’m retrieving
For it’s your thrusting that I’m needing
You’re contagious
Yet a disease I selfishly want all to myself
In the words of Dondria, “I feel it all over my body”
And giving yourself to anyone that’s not me
Is suicidal for yourself
You’re a mental distraction
My thoughts are all over the place
Random clauses
Frequent pauses
Lost in daydreams
With visions of how you made my body cream
Made my body scream
Showing off my calisthenics and my cat like abilities
You keep coming back so I know that you’re feeling me
Because I’m definitely feeling you
Diggin you
Like a dog digs a hole for his bone
And you can surely keep putting your bone in my hole
We can play Red Rover, Red Rover all day with no clothes
Continue to feed me words for my prose
Hell no one else knows
Or even has an inkling of a clue
The way you do the things you do
Boy indeed you’re the truth
Mama always told me to give credit where credit is due
I know my skills are great and yours are too
The connection we have is highly explosive
It comes with a warning label, “Saying take this in small doses”
Because if not, up builds the intensity
When you’re inside of me
The climatic combustion of this desire
Starts an infatuating fire
That will burn to the very end…
Until my rain falls
Creating a rainfall
Gushing, splashing, dripping
Damn I need a cigarette
Sad to say I know I ain’t finished yet….
By: Krys
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