Your Thighs are Just My Size

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

This is another poem I wrote about the angel in Room6. Unfortunately since I was way to scared to even introduce myself she never heard this. That's a lesson for all you out there. Life is too short to keep things inside. Let them and you and you might be surprised by the outcome. Sometimes I should just take my own advice.

Your thighs are just my size

You fill your clothes oh so well

Effortlessly displaying them like advertisements

For only the true lucky ones to see on the bed room floor

Tug on your hair as I nibble your sweet scented neck

I feel as if I'm dying as I wait to taste the nourishing honey of your lips

Pulling you closer as if to devour all you are so willing to give

Firmly press my hand against your chest

Feeling the hypnotic beat of your heart

Follow the curves of your statuesque body

To find your hidden surprise

Till the land that where my seed is planted

Rooting deep inside you

These  thoughts fill my head when our sights lock

My heart skips as my eyes drown in your beauty

Biting my lip from the realization

Your Thighs are just my size

Submitted: September 08, 2010

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