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It's 3am and I'm still stuck
with day-dreaming
of you in this room
standing naked
before me;

stuck to a question
you asked,
"how would you do me?"
and speechless I was
for such inquiry-

how would I do you
I asked myself
drawing figures of you
tucked on my bed
filled with pleasure
you badly needed;

how would I do you
I asked again
so I moved my hands
to where you're vulnerable
and stretch as far as I can go
reaching your bottom

how would I do you
this question repeats again
so I started kissing
your lips- torridly
down to your *******,
*******,
biting your *******
for excitement overwhelmed me
yet, you showed no pain but pleasure
you showed no rebellion but surrender

how would I do you
and I finally knew;
I moved down
started kissing
and licking
and licking
and lick...
with my tongue,
thirsty of you
and you started screaming
yes, yes, yes, yes
and a smile curled up to my lips
I finally knew

it's 3am,
I fell asleep
stuck to the thought of
How would I do you

Now I do
 Oct 2017 deadwood
Ese
An hour ago.
 Oct 2017 deadwood
Ese
i had my heart broken an hour ago

i cried for 40 minutes

i still feel the burning sensation in my chest

almost chocked on my own tears

love isn't beautiful

love is a tragedy.

It was our anniversary yesterday,

happiest day this year

i had my heart broken an hour ago

This tears would probably never dry up

My chest would probably always hurt,

but this is the end of love for me

this is the end of us.

— The End —