A poem by Greg Thompson
(Not complete but in the finishing stages)
In this house; Just you and me
A temptation sensates me so.
Hurry now and don't let go.
Thrust me against the bedroom dresser
Feel my body concave to your touch.
God its like a fucking paradise.
The warm embrace of arms
the curves of your back and thighs
against my strong body
waiting for you to give into
our passionate nature.
You finally caress my cheek
and lean in close
Your breath flows against mine
and your lips are so wet and warm
My lip over your's and your hand
at my neck; Mine holding a thin waist
You swore only took 3 months
But I know different.