deepundergroundpoetry.com
Bedroom Eye's
I never intended for my life to turn out this way.
You must realize I don't play emotional games.
I look at you the same as all the others.
Your not special.
And the only difference is the way you look, feel, smell, and taste.
Every female is different in those ways.
No two taste or smell the same.
That's what I enjoy.
Often we passed each other my lovely.
Words spoken briefly and the fresh sent of you made me wonder.
I wanted to know what your wet spot tasted like, the feel of your breasts upon my chest.
How you would react to me running my hard rod deep inside you.
Wanting to know what kind of sounds you make when being penetrated.
Pounding you hard and deep just to find out how wet you can get.
Now as I look into your bedroom eyes
After destroying your wet surprise.
How does it make you feel to know your just a prize.
You must realize I don't play emotional games.
I look at you the same as all the others.
Your not special.
And the only difference is the way you look, feel, smell, and taste.
Every female is different in those ways.
No two taste or smell the same.
That's what I enjoy.
Often we passed each other my lovely.
Words spoken briefly and the fresh sent of you made me wonder.
I wanted to know what your wet spot tasted like, the feel of your breasts upon my chest.
How you would react to me running my hard rod deep inside you.
Wanting to know what kind of sounds you make when being penetrated.
Pounding you hard and deep just to find out how wet you can get.
Now as I look into your bedroom eyes
After destroying your wet surprise.
How does it make you feel to know your just a prize.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1
reading list entries 0
comments 1
reads 855
Commenting Preference:
The author is looking for friendly feedback.