The Train

months passes by, it’s a new world,
the usual routine of a topsy turvy swirl… ,
it’s dark when I’m out, bright when I’m back,
peering out of the window.. the steady humming track.

everything changed… my mind couldn’t rest,
my routine disrupted, my focus interrupted,
I had to clean myself.. the heat got to me, unrest,
words.. such simple words .. wild imaginations.. he got me corrupted!

whatever he penned .. repeats in my mind,
I feel the heat… swiftly, yet gently creeping to my behind,
a different feeling, nothing subtle nothing sublime,
yet the heat of the night radiates over me for sometime.

He writes, “Hot white tip in the sky,
a sexual desire slips for a fun little dip,
seeing a grin, ecstasy of sweat delight,
seeing it coming, you’re fucking hot tonight!”

I feel all that wetness gushing,
my heart, oh god.. rapidly racing,
I can’t concentrate… I’m dripping,
all what I want … I’m just not getting!

my mind is on wild fire,
to work, at work and after,
my loins is burning with desire,
I’m imagining, I’m fantasizing.. yet my body is helter skelter..

I ain’t complaining.. i like how he makes me feel,
I can’t sit, the squirming forces me on my heel,
I’m rushing back, horniness and wetness … at its crest,
I get back .. oh goodness.. only to find that I’m playing with my breasts,

words that are triggering my fantasies,
there’s no drugs but there’s ecstasies,
he deserves a cuddle and a love bite,
for all the intended touches, the feeling is simple rite.

I’m focused on him, calm down, I can’t be just fucking,
between his legs, I want him to know how I’m feeling,
the fullness of this feeling, oh god.. my wet pussy is exploding,
I can’t hold on to this wetness, oh fuck..I need some serious cooling,
yet them flashes in my head, hot damn morning craziness in the train, he has left me reeling!