How Could This Be
How Could This Be
Copyright Don ©2005
How could this be true?
That I stand before you
You baring it all for me to see
Holding you in my arms, accepting your desire for me
My manhood rigid with lust
As mine conscience fights, alas the battle is lost
Our bodies alive of their own
My rush of pleasure, your soft moan
As you gently take hold, letting me in
Sharing this fruit of delicious sin
Our desires, hunger, and lust unite
Loyalty, guilt, they don’t matter. No, not tonight
My embassy of reconciliation
The norms of mediation
The voice of reason
Everything, everyone, all fade away
Nothing, nothing at all
But you and I...one in our sinful, lustful union
Fucking you, feeling you, loving you, my boy’s woman
posted by Don at 6:10 PM
3 Comments:
I love the picture and your words. They excited me. I also love the idea behind the words. Sometimes sneaking feels so damn good.
Nimah, Thanks for visiting, and I'm really glad you love thi poem.... Yeah, i know what you mean, *winks*
Don
Damn Don....! do you know me and An..I mean Rufus..yeah Rufus. That sounds like our story
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