He works so hard though the week.
How can I wake him from his sleep?
My body wants him. My tongue to.
My mind is racing on what we will do.
Should I wake him from his sleep? Gently kissing him, starting with his cheek.
I'm awake I always am, but should I wake this hard working man?
We had fun. We played today.
Touching each other in wonderfully messy ways.
He led me down. He ate out.
It was all that love and lust should be about.
Lips were licked and necks bit, bodies one, and finger fun.
Ankle gripping, legs were spread.
Then he bent me over the bed.
So fulfilling and ******.
Sweating, panting.
*** perfumed room.
Held hands, hair pulling and ******* to.
It couldn't be better don't get me wrong.
But all this writing and he won't be sleeping long.
I said if I woke him I would start with a gentle kiss on his cheek, but being reminded.... That would be weak.
When he wakes he better be prepared, because all this passion Must be fed.
So I'll wake him, and I'll wake his friend.....
I can't wait to start again.
With insomnia I've been cursed, but sometimes...... I know things could be worse.
I hope this poem brings a smile to its readers.