Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2014
Oh how a good feeling is peeling off my skin

I must confess your caress brings my sorrow less
Sins win
Oh good feeling won't you stay,
Like cigarettes this feeling;
Pleasurable and some what addicting
Say you don't smoke menthol but you'd kiss it.

Menthol lips,
Swaying hips;
Good feeling please be lit.

A sense of being wanted
Hoping this Is not a furthermore trick.
ArianaRusso
Written by
ArianaRusso  Lake worth
(Lake worth)   
1.6k
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems