The ledge

The ledge

On the very edge of ecstasy is where we like to play, running wild with passion at the end of everyday

One step from heaven, the feelings we share are so nice, we lay close together, one taste from paradise

Each touch builds excitement, your heart starts to pound and race, each kiss ignites a firey passion, that shows upon your face

I take you to the edge of cumming but I know just when to stop, I will let you hang there so very close but I won't let you drop

Like sitting on the edge of a magic sea, I'd let you dip your toes, but you can't swim in it, until your hunger shows

Then and only then I'd make you scream, cum, call my name and moan, then I'd take trophy pictures and keep them on my phone

Until that moment arrives you must wait on your sexual edge, waiting for your poet, to push you off the ledge

Ron