Take off your clothes, Lie down in bed, Close your eyes, Be intimate with me tonight, Let me touch your body with my soul, Let my lips and tounge accept your flaws, Scream in pain, It's okay to be hurt, For I'll be giving you too much pleasure to change this sorrowful night.
My kind of ***, this is the last poem for this week For I am going to disappear for a few weeks or months because of the errands I need to finish, but I'll be back as soon as I can finish my works and share again my other poems to all of you! Bye