Free me from your teases, please.
No longer can I hide inside,
That exposed exterior side I show.
You are chipping away at it.
And I'm noticing how I can not resist.
Something you do keeps me anticipating...
A boost of the 'giddy'
That begins to reveal my insecurities.
Stop it and dropp this teasing done to me!
Free me from your teases, please.
You make me uncomfortable.
And I know this you can see.
I can not look you straight in your eyes.
You're doing something to me,
And I am caught by surprise.
Why have you picked me to do this to?
I am not a piece of putty,
Or wish to you to be glued!
Free me from your teases, please.
I will not be your next choice,
To play the fool for you.
Unless you give me a sign or a clue...
You are serious to pursue,
The depths of my lust!
And how you and I can keep that thrusting!
On a daily basis with touches we trust...
Belong to just us!
I can be discreetly sleazy.
Expect that to please...
And end your teases to meet your needs.
I can and will deliver.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Eish! Poor thing...