A book to house all my Poetic Explorations |
| Content Rating: 18+ At first, I thought it was all just a fling But my stomach grows butterflies inside My heart beats like cymbals, I can not hide It merrily dances, joyfully sings. Pouncing terrifically with much zing The feel of breeze - glissading on a slide Feel of zest on a roller coaster ride As you sway gently while I ride the swing. A feeling every time I see your face I'm yearning to touch and kiss on your lips Your manly beauty comes with so much grace You've gotten David's proportionate hip Your bounty chest and your masculine waist Love or lust, but I dream to see you strip. |