your body, my thoughtsA Poem by she makes me weirdasking me to write more, i'm feeling like a broken record i can come up with so many different words but in the end, they are all screaming this - thinking about you makes me drip soaking wet i imagine what could be waking up to your beauty after holding you through the night before the morning shower after the unforgettable night finding every sensitive spot in your body resting my hands in every curve moving my lips across every inch of your body never touching, but so close you can feel my breath i support your arching back with my hand kissing your stretched neck losing myself in you getting lost in the moment the touch of my lips tiny kisses up your thighs strategically skipping certain areas... leading you hand in hand standing with toes over the edge, but wait we aren't ready to dive over mark the list check for wet x for anxious ? for when and yes for in process fall into me, babes let me catch you © 2008 she makes me weirdReviews
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4 Reviews Added on May 21, 2008 Last Updated on June 24, 2008 Authorshe makes me weirdthe big one, TXAboutI am simply me. I love life for the good and the bad. I write what I feel. So many aspects of life to be unturned and yet a little box to write about me... more..Writing
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