The EncoreA Poem by Monique JacksonWhen night falls I can only think of you
Each time envisioning the things we could do
I close my eyes to fall into my dreamlike state
Painting the portrait of my new fantasy escape
Complete darkness feels the entire room in my head
Just the heat of passion leading me straight to your bed
Looking into your eyes as we start kissing
Knowing now what my heart's been missing
Can't even breathe as your touching my body
Losing my soul to unite within your chemistry
Hearing melodic sounds of your heartbeat
Every time it beats I feel your music in me
The deeper you go the more I explode
Turning you into my personal river overflowed
I know you like being drowned in my glow
Continually hitting spots in places I didn't even know
Usually you like to take such gentle strokes
Running your hands up, down, carefully, and slow
Sometimes you're aggressive and grab me like I'm owned
I must say I like it when I'm taken under your complete control
The adrenaline you create from our sweet escape
Sends me to places beyond what this world could generate
The encounter of your ride makes me want to drive
Grabbing the clutch to put it into the position and ride
Taking over you until the moment I see your eyes roll back
It's not where you wanna be but it's so good it's where you're at
We don't need any explanations of complications
All I want from you is simple unadulterated gratification
Don't get me wrong I am aiming to please you too
I won't be satisfied unless you're dreaming of episode two
Picture me moaning and groaning from all your roaming Gonna have you wishing my fortress was your new homeland
Got you at work wondering of all the things I could do to you
Counting down seconds, minutes, and hours until your break is due
The time, the place, it's all going to be irrelevant
Whoever is watching us then oh well, to hell with that!
I'm on a special assignment called, "Pleasing You!"
If they still watching us they must be intrigued by it boo
Sorry, we have to cut this short but you still have a job at work to do
Don't worry by the time you get off baby I'll have your encore times two…
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Added on February 8, 2008 AuthorMonique JacksonMiramar, FLAboutWhen life brings me pain I write! When people bring me misery..I write! When I can't express through words from my mouth..I write. Writing is my therapy. It's my sanity. It's simply me! God gave me a .. more..Writing
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