The New View In My Room
The New View In My Room
In a crowded smoky room
You saw me.
Now you keep coming
Back to see me over and over.
Everywhere I go I see your face,
I taste your kiss and I wish to
Feel your hands all over my body.
I’m craving you
Like cigarettes,
I love your smoky grey
Eyes and how good
You feel between my thighs.
I sigh each time
I think of you
And how your hips rise
Between my thighs.
You’re like the new
View in my room.
You are all I see lately.
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