The Girl in the HallA Poem by Casper Dumass LecroixI would watch her as she walked along the hall so sweetly Her body tucked inside her clothes so neatly When she turn to me and smile I would blush and sigh so meakly And when her back was turned my lust would rise completely
I dream of bitting her neck and ripping her clothes away I wish for a furious, glorius, strenuous f**k today I pine for her to grip my pride, bring my close and say "Do as you please! F**k me any/everyway
The momment has passed the blood red haze, the erotic mental dance But, then she turns again as shes the bulge in pants The blush and grin on her face renews my faith in the chance I walk to her and all that is said is in a glance © 2012 Casper Dumass LecroixReviews
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StatsAuthorCasper Dumass LecroixHouston, TXAboutThink, I've finally figured what I want to put here. I'm just some dude whose been writing ever since I picked up (was forced to read by a lady with a ruler) Green Eggs and Ham, which led to Uncanny X.. more..Writing
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