It occured to me Tho she never said a word to me That she is what ailes me Flush with fever Confused and unnerved her eyes The way she breathes Panting Pale cheeks The way her hips wiggle The swooping sound her skirt makes when I hear her walking past me The heaviness in my loins when she catches me eyeing her stealthily sneakily glancing The feeling deep in the pit of me when she walks away that ass be dancing In a trance sheepishly,grinning But deep on the inside Short of breath Gasping
Posted on: Thu, 21 Nov 2013 08:10:06 +0000
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