naughty, naughty

~ naughty, naughty ~

By
Rose Duncan ©2002

Thoughts of you
Chasing thru my mind
Naughty thoughts
Coursing thru my veins
And nasty fires are burning
Somewhere down below
Beneath my navel
And between my thighs
Naughty thoughts are moving
Escaping my lips
In breathy sighs…

Pink lips are puckered
Awaiting love’s passionate kiss
Eyes are misty
With the glaze of pleasure
And sheer bliss…

Heavy breasts are rising
And falling
With each breath
My skin is flushed
From the fire down below
My heart beating loudly
With passion yet to know…

And naughty, naughty
Are my thoughts of you
And nasty are the desires
That pour thru my mind
Passion embraces me
And lust takes over
‘cause naughty, naughty
Is the way I feel
Whenever you are near…