What a nasty thing to say...
To someone you love...
Evokes deep in passion...
Where emotion holds sway...
Bitter language in most cases too...
Violent images...
Coarse actions...
Not favorable to you...
But if it happens that she does ask...
In in soft whisper...
Fuck me baby...
Now then you have a task...
For she wants now man, and badly too...
Give it your all...
For within her arms...
A warm, welcome is waiting for you...
Linger inside her as long as you dare...
Give her some pleasure...
Stroke up passion and desire...
And muss up her hair...
Spend an night in her loving arms...
And with her greet the day...
For nothing is more lovely...
Than a woman, int he morning, with that slept with look...
Fuck me baby...
God yes, woman, I’ll gladly fuck you...
Phoebus
©113004
Please Rate This Submission:
- 1
- 2
- 3
- 4
- 5
- Recent
Comments - Add a
Comment - Send
Feedback Send private anonymous feedback to the author (click here to post a public comment instead).
There are no recent comments (1 older comments) - Click here to add a comment to this poem or Show more comments or Read All User Comments (1)