She

Poem about a girl im with. All in good fun Guys! dont be so "Raunchy" about it.! lol

She is the sweetest thing I'm cursed with

Special to me like ancient messages written in verses.

Her Pretty smile and face is why I get on my knees more

Never leave her behind; why else do I give her my keys for.

Listening to her voice in stress sounds hopeless

Helpless in sexual agony, her hormones change like a solstice.

Her temper escalates till her words are dull

She won’t be OK till she gets fucked against the wall.

Blocking out sense with utter irritation

as if what I say has no stand for serious contemplation.

Though the anxiety of separation fills her heart with doubt,

She knows what she has is great because for me she keeps a beating heart.

Waiting hastily for me to lung inside her

To grind on her with a hard grip like a brand new tire.

This desire comes naturally

As I reject, her prissy face stares mad at me.

Laughing inside as I swallow my pride

Hate to see her go but love to kiss her goodbye!