Category : Poems

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Busy, busy, busy...
But time only slows down enough for me to see you briefly,

I wish this feel'n could last forever...
But at last its usually fleeting,

So I breathe deeply and bask in this moment for I know its rarity.

I want to kiss your lips soft and slow,
Like GPS, I let your curves guide me to where I need to go.

Then I undress you so I can further explore your body with my mouth,
Savoring the salty sweet taste of the South.

All gone went my chances,
Having the nerve to even speak to you will take an extrodinary set of circumstances.

Only if time would slow down ever so briefly for you to even notice me,

But then again... This is my story