Wetness does not always pertain to water
in a ocean, river or lake;
Sometimes it refers to how i remember your embrace
I only have to think of you
to remember me in your arms;
My legs quivering, my mouth moaning
I have fallen captive to your love
I long to feel your body on mine
to know the taste of satisfied love;
to lie quietly in your manly arms
we fit together like a condom to a dong
You are the sweetness of my life
You are my one sure bet
You never have to wonder baby boo
You can always make me wet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem