7 Minutes Poem by Crystal Hayes

7 minutes.

That's all I needed
To remeber how it fit it.
This desire, I want to feed it!
that sweet taste of cherry in my mouth.
when I was suposed to be in control
that thought went down south.
that's usally not how I roll.
But I will be honest,
I was suprised, so much pleasure!
I don't really want to be modest
But you do somthing to me i just can't measure.
I want you so bad.
But it's hard for me to show it.
I'm not usally a crazy lad
but what's in my pants, I can't hold it!
Ravish me!
Mmm... get the clue...
if you want it, Then take me! ! !
I really want you...