Looking Back
I found comfort in a familiar face
There was excitement in his pace
Could this be real or a dream
Can my body handle the steam
His hands are wise in this art
With his tongue my lips do part
I feel the warmth of his skin
As he lays me down for sin
Inside is where he wishes to go
My body moves along in the flow
Soft sweet noises I do make
As he starts to make me shake
I tense and release inside his arms
In this moment I fear no harm
Relaxed and limp I do fall
as he fills me with his all
Laying there holding true
I saw the man I once knew
By:
Sarah Pope
February 13, 2009
1:05pm