4th Month. - Poem by Dislocated Heart
Four months of happiness..
She looks at me and my heart lifts up..
something I've never felt before..
A smile slowly arrive,
and my hands can't stop but reach out and touch her..
holding her close..
my lips wont stop kissing her..
for I want to give all I am to her.
She smiles, she grins..
That look in her eyes, I'll never forget.
she lays in my arms..
half naked, leg on my thigh, arm on my chest..
head lay and rest upon my shoulder.
I can feel her kissing my neck..
whispering - 'wake up baby'
I pretend to be asleep as she kisses me everywhere..
and I take her in, going between her thighs kissing her back..
the way she giggles.. the way she laughs..
I love everything bout this girl..
naughty in the sheets,
and an angel in the outside world.
but I love my world.. cuz she is my all and everything..
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