Mirror

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Every day I see you,
Every day you see me;
Yet and still we say nothing to each other.
I've watched you grow up from a beautiful little girl,
Into this sexy tigress before me.
I'm still trying to figure out why you won't let me love you.
Why you won't let me take you into my arms and lay you next to me?
I've always been admiring your beautiful curves.
From your first budding chest to your now voluptuous breasts.
Watching in silence and amazement as your friends and yourself used to show off whose size is bigger.
I was there through all the stages of puberty.
From menstrual cramps.
to acne, to first dates, to every hairstyle known to man.
The study groups, the laughs, and the tears.
All I can do is admire your beauty every time you looked at me
talking on the phone doing your hair
turning up the radio
singing to me with your brush in your hand,
I just sit there and look at the sexy body
dancing around in your boy shorts
making your belly dance and your hips roll.
Damn what I wouldn't have given to put you down on that bed right there.
But once again,
You never notice me
Or if you did......
you still paid me no mind.
I was there when you first hit you first sexual peak,
that was the day I'll never forget,
You came out of the shower, dripping wet, walking right past me.
Removing the towel as you begin to dry yourself off.
Oh my god how I want to touch that perfect body.
As if you knew what I wanted,
You turned on your music;
Bending over in front of me
Dancing so seductively
Looking back at me.
Grabbing your ankles
shaking your ass in front of me
Spreading your ass so I can see your perfect p***y
shinning at me, almost begging me to enter dead inside you.
Looking back at me once again with that coy smile,
You get on your bed,
laying on your back
spreading your legs apart;
pulling them as far as they would go;
placing them behind your head.
(damn girl you've gotten hella flexible)
Your body just folded looking like a sexy ass pretzel.
You looked up at me once again with that coy smile.
I wanted to pounce on you right there.
Your love calling to me.
My hands and lips are begging to kiss and touch your body.
I wish I could just lay right on top of you.
wrapping those beautiful peanut butter thighs around my waist.
kissing your lips as I thrust deeper and deeper inside of you.
You clawing my back ,
squeezing those thighs around my waist.
But all I can do is watch you.
Wishing that you would just let me love you;
let me hold you;
Don't get me wrong baby
I'm loving the show.
I just wish I was able to touch you.
My heart almost fell out of my chest when you migrated your hands from your breast down to that moist love box that I have been begging to enter.
Slowly stroking your clit;
then picking up the pace
arching your back;
rocking your hips;
your moans becoming more and more intense;
turning me on as you buck your hips over and over.
It feels like we both began to climax;
girl you are so wild.
I wanted to hold you close to me.
But still I just watched wishing you would just let me join you.
I just stood there admiring you not saying one word.
Watching as you put yourself to sleep.
I wanted to cuddle up next to you.
Day after day,
Night after night I just watched you,
wishing you would just let me love you;
I can't help but feel some sort of jealously
when you let him touch you.
It made me so angry that he could touch you and I couldn't;
Tossing you from every angle;
putting you in positions I could have done so much better,
I almost cried when he began to stroke you from behind;
He was in my secret place;
But what hurt me the most was when you looked up at me;
biting your lips;
enjoying every inch of him;
screaming his name,
calling him words that you should be calling me.
Then he looked up at me as if to taunt me;
smiling as if to say;
"Yeah boy it's mine and you can't have her"
Mean mugging me as if I wasn't even there.
I knew I couldn't stay mad at you;
After all a woman has needs;
And you are too sexy for anyone to resist;
I know one day he'll be gone;
And I'll still be here;
To listen to you,
watch after you.
Behind that runny nose,
behind those puffy eyes;
To me you're still the most beautiful woman ever.
But still secretly I'm wishing you would just give me that chance;
to show you how a real queen should be treated;
Secretly wishing you would just be mine.
Maybe one day;
We'll be together;
In the next life time.
Until then I'll be here just watching.

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Ashesh9Ashesh9almost 12 years ago
poor ole' mirror !

the sad old faithful ! like Hans Christian Andersaon's little toy soldier !

tazz317tazz317almost 12 years ago
THE FICKLE MIRROR

reveals the truth to a fault. TK U MLJ LV NV