PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Sepia pictures are in this photo album,

The one that holds the story of our lives,

The looks on our faces are captured,

And oh, baby, you look so alive.



Your eyes are filled with a hunger,

Your lips near my neck.

Your hands are around my waist,

Squeezing my skin, asking to come in.

My hand is tightly clasping your neck,

Pulling you in for a nearly scandalous kiss.

When our lips meet, it's fucking symmetry.

Your electricity flows throughout my body,

Making my thighs shake and I'm craving more.



Oh, pretty baby, touch me.

Kiss me.  

Let your gorgeous eyes linger over my body,

I know you're liking what you see.

You can take me, you can do whatever you want with me.

I'm your rag doll.



I'm your fucking dream.