My Personal GymA Poem by The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)I LOVE to work out ;)
I
watch with exhilaration, My
heart racing As
that iron is pumped Flexing
the skin of her arm Showing
undeniable strength That
also runs deep. I
can’t help but get worked up Watching
the sweat beading down Toward
her chest. There
is an aching in my muscle When
she does her pushups And
I’m fantasizing about Being
underneath. My
knees grow weak When
she breaks into a rhythm Of
squats, Every
time those tone legs part I
have an insatiable urge To
flex between her thighs. Strolling
to the kitchen I
can’t help but smile While
making her protein shake And
a meal Knowing
full well that after dinner I’ll
be her workout Till
it hurts so good. © 2011 The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)Featured Review
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36 Reviews Added on February 12, 2011 Last Updated on February 12, 2011 AuthorThe Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)It's better to be dead and cool than alive and uncoolAboutBirth name: Dale Deadmond Born November 20th, 1969 Metaphorically speaking music is my BFF and poetry is my soulmate. This is my world of my favorite poets are E.A. Poe, Dylan Thomas, R.. more..Writing
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