Lustful Day Poem by Alanna Flynn

A Monday morning has never felt soo good..
At one point in time,
Just a boy sitting and working.
That big smile dragging me closer.
Seeing him in that shirt and tie,
Knowing that I wanted more then just a hug
And a hello, or goodbye.
We were introduced, and quite intrigued by one another.
But laughs and conversations were all that came of it,
These attractions remained a secret,
Because of an older brother.
Looking forward to the opportunities that the weekend may hold,
And in an empty apartment.
My partner in crime, and dear cousin-
Tried to convince me to be bold.
With this particular young man,
My ways had to change.
It wasn’t going to be easy with him, you see.
He held his morals high,
But loopholes could be found,
And we all know that I set out to defy.
Those boundaries were eventually broken down,

Bare-skin and a soft touch overcame his willpower.

And soon…we were as close as two can be.
Wrapped around each other,
Unable to leave bed,
We lay in the arms of one another,
And contemplated what was said.
I calmed his nerves, and made him feel as ease.
By letting him know that I didn’t want it all.
Only to embrace our bodies as one.
Pleasure was the key.
Countless hours spent in bed.
Procrastination at it’s finest…
We both had obligations,
But for now, our lives were put on hold.

Bare-skin and a soft touch.

He and I, letting our desires unfold.
Roaming hands continued to explore,
Although we tried to resist; we both wanted more.
We talked about how much fun this could be.
How it was all so simple, and could remain this easy.
He and I will have many weekends to come,
And hopefully we can explore new things to try as one.

Bare-skinned, content, passionate,

Relaxed yet anxious.
Begging for him to stop that teasing…
He sees that I ache for more.

And knowing that this is far more superior
Then STUDYING.