Eyes met in the dark
rhythmic breathing, drumming hearts...
Waiting...Watching...Wanting
I stand in the doorway, fresh from my shower...
Evaporates with the morning dew,
but the scent stays with my pillow...
Gentle hands cupped behind my neck,
pull me forward to meet your mouth...
You have the ability to devastate,
it's not your fault...
Poems arn't cool anymore, losers. You're not...
His hair light brown,
truthful eyes...
My heads resting on your chest, listening to your...
i think i liked you from day we met...
Your eyes
squint lustful glares...
The nights passion is driven
Pushed to the brink with each touch...
Lay me down, upon the bed,
Rapport so strong, no words are said...
Come close to me,
Just hold my hand...