Sunday, August 7, 2011

Did you ? Did I ? Did we ?

Say you do , when I ask you to.
We'll make it through , just me and you.
That's why am glad, when I get to see you.
Fly home from work, anxious to find you.

Smell that thing and ask you wondering.
You push me back saying after you showering .
I drag you with me rolling in our curtain.
With laughs we fall on the side then role in.

It stops, my world freezes, particles fly, in slow motion.
My dirty hands holds your sweaty neck, in notion.
A restless man kissing his lady devotion.
Time flies by but their world, still, out of all proportion.

Tangling, Whispering, exploding. That tired man is moaning.
Frictions, quivering , interjected Sprint to his soaring, naked, water is poring.
Looking around startlingly. Baby, where are you ? I'm crawling.
Woke up in my bath, frightened. Was that a dream ? Or Did I get worn ??


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