tagErotic PoetryAll-Drunk 06-My Mission

All-Drunk 06-My Mission



We started our French kissing once again,
I felt that more than me she was enjoying it,
I wished that I could stop it there and then,
I wished but I didn’t know how to coin it.

Her face was excited and warm,
Her honest passion all around her, blaring,
The act of love, so easy to perform,
If I could feel like her, care free and daring.

We stayed there five minutes all in all,
I told her she was drunk, she didn’t believe me,
That wasn’t the right answer to her call,
She wanted to have me, herself to give me.

Her scent was saying more than words can say,
But I was holding fast to my decision,
I don’t need sex, I need this coming day,
To carry on with my all-drunken mission.

Report Story

bypelegrino© 0 comments/ 891 views/ 1 favorites

Share the love

Report a Bug

1 Pages:1
by Anonymous

If the above comment contains any ads, links, or breaks Literotica rules, please report it.

There are no recent comments  - Click here to add a comment to this poem

Add a

Post a public comment on this submission (click here to send private anonymous feedback to the author instead).

Post comment as (click to select):

You may also listen to a recording of the characters.

Preview comment

Forgot your password?

Please wait

Change picture

Your current user avatar, all sizes:

Default size User Picture  Medium size User Picture  Small size User Picture  Tiny size User Picture

You have a new user avatar waiting for moderation.

Select new user avatar: