John Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

John



Sex and understanding,
Wait until i am ready;
And do not deny me of love when,
The time is ripe.

Your love is frozen like an ice-cube but,
It is eaten like an ice-cream!
And with the flavour of things to rember always.

Take up a trip to my bedroom and,
You will meet John my lover;
But with the whirlwind of my passion,
Handle my love with care.

Monday, March 2, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: passion,sex
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Edward Kofi Louis

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