Away
he stays away
and i’m missin’ him
every day wishing more
that I was kissing him
and he knows my hips
ache to move in rhythm
to his every wish… so
push
touch
nibble as much
as your
mischief
will allow…
and I’ll watch
your every move
and somehow
with the tip
of my pen
i’ll touch you there
and here again
until you begin
to feel
my tongue
in the groove
of a mischief too
because my dear
i want you here
between my lines
in front of my eyes
your glistening skin
giving me rise
to smile
to want
to play
to sin
and to be
.... just to be
away
with you
Copyright © Izzy Gumbo | Year Posted 2010
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