poem

desire flowing through me
tightens my skin
speeds up my heart
thinking of kissing you
soft lips of honeywine
soft skin gently creased where the neck
meets the shoulder
where i love to lick you softly
nibble gently
bite you in my passion

your hand on my arm makes my heart skip
your lips on my neck make my pussy wet
my panties are soaked just from dreaming

you held me last night as we tossed in our sleep
you are so boyish in your sleep,
i feel like a cradle robber,
but i loved it and snuggled up close
your arm under my neck and around to my breast
the other hand at my waist
brought me such pleasure that i did not want to sleep
although it was 6:30 in the morning
i did not want to miss any of it
any part of your wanting me
and i rubbed up against you shamelessly
wantonly grinding my ass into your semi hard oh so beautiful please can i
play with it prick
but you slept on sleeping cupid boy man with beautiful face and softest skin

and now it is 2:15 pm the same day and i don't know where you are
or when i will see you again
i picture you sunning yourself at the beach god you look stunning with a tan
and i know that i will miss you
more than i thought i would miss you
i know that there is more to this than your soft skin and your sweet lips
more than my full breasts playing hide the salami with your cock
i know that your mind excites me
and i will miss you paulie, when you go.

(and i want to say don't go, i do, but i know you wouldn't be happy
unless you truly followed your heart, so i won't ask you to stay for me
paulie, but oh i hope you do!)