Poetry of Freaked Sophomore
Welcome. Let the series begin.
Our hands touch.
Our eyes connect.
Your cheeks blush.
Ass on deck.
Lips so smooth...
Breath so nice...
Put your teeth where you choose...
We're melting ice.
Lemme feel ya tongue with my own...
Glasses go off...
Damn girl...
You turnin' me on.
As we connect...
Our clothes don't...
Stay here... go upstairs...
Wherever ya want.
Take my hand...
I'll be your guide...
Take my hand...
I'm the guy.
My lips go up and down...
As your eyes roll back...
The willow brushes against the window...
Your head collapses upon the pillow...
The night...
That night...
This night...
Let's make it tonight.
The neighbors call the cops...
Said they heard screaming...
They buss through the door...
No eyes are gleaming...
About the Creator
Marcus Anderson
Hey y'all! I like food, Pokemon, moving around (low-key ADHD), and lots of other stuff! Yay! Okay enjoy my stories πππ€.
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