Sexual Thoughts Poem by Anthony Daniels

I'm over here scheming, thinking of the perfect way to lay you out across the bed of roses.
These thoughts driving around on the sexual highway in my mind at one thousand miles per hour with no brakes to slow them down.
Brainstorming multiple ways to bend, twist and move your body around.'
Just here wondering how wet I could possibly get you from the foreplay as I nibble on your sides softly and playfully.
Dreaming of the ways I can get you to let go and explore all of the sexual terrain that I have to offer you.
This won't be child's play for we are both fully grown and we will damn sure be doing grown folk things as soon as I see you.
I gently rub on my sex as I think of the things that we will do.
I feel everything building up as these final images play through my mind, your legs spread wide as I take you on a wild safari ride.
I am the king of your sexual jungle and I explode all over at the thought of you moaning my name.
These thoughts fall back into the safe in my mind from which they came just as much so as the amount I came from having these sexual thoughts about you.