William Mowell

Rookie (02/23/1985 / West Palm Beach, FL)

Dirty Little Secrets - Poem by William Mowell

Dirty little secret, thats what I'll be
My love I'll give you, and its all free

Dirty little mind and a dirty little hand
You make me feel like a man

Nights of passion and days spent asleep
All the while I never get weak

I'll do to you what no other man can do
I'll make you feel brand new

Make you my kitty kat, make you meow
While we're together I'll never make a sound

Be the mysterious man at your door
Make you my little whore

As you float on a cloud of pleasure
Of which you cannot measure

Leave you weak in the knees
Wanting more, begging please

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 13, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, April 29, 2011


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