Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Feeling so high
that I could die
from the heat
you put me in

all I can do
is grin
as you pin point
my sweet spots
that brings me to the top
I yell
don't stop
don't stop
untill we both drop

Sweat Dripping
yet I'm still licking
your still gripping
my body for more
Falling to the Floor
As you grind harder into me
I go blind
for you found he lock within me

A wave
of sensation rolls out
I can't help but shout
from this vibration
You grin as I moan
and your fingers
stop roaming
as your rythm slows down
and all I can hear
is the sound of our breathing
you asked how it was
The only thing
I could say is
It almost seemed
Like A Dream
 


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Like A Dream (oh look a sex poem >D!)

Your Bloody Valentine- FreakOnALeash @ Tuesday, June 07, 2005 10:16 am

ashley
April 2, 2007   04:09 PM PDT
 
i liked this poem!!!!!!!

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