Just Tracing Circles

Tracing Circles

©-MFB III 

 

Tracing circles
in her hand,
round and round
in figure eights,
so much more that
I 'd planned,
but this was
our first date,

Eyes that take
my breath away,
sucked right

from my lungs,
wish she'd give
me mouth to mouth,
an then slip me some tongue,

Honey hair,
like bright spun gold,
hot pink lips that she'll withhold,
face that I could live with
till at long last,
I've grown old,

Sweetly scented,
soft and pure,
the best first date
this year I'm sure,
a perfect gal
I must concur,
yet still I suffer 
close to her,

Just tracing circles
in her hand,
fighting lusts
I must withstand,
now she's tickling
my left hand,
testosterone
just blew a gland,
I sure wish
I was her man!

She just kissed me
on my cheek,
that'll thrill me
for a week,
first dates can be
fun you know,
just tracing circles,
soft and slow.

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debugs 7 years ago from Odessey777, Umbris

I love this simple by pure and raw kind of poetry!

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