Mike Kosman

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Mike's Fantasy - Poem by Mike Kosman

She struts into his fantasy
In nylons and high heels
Emotion stirs inside of him
She knows just how he feels
A pretty little wiggle here
A sexy smile there
Her catty eyes seduce him
He's up and off his chair

He rushes to his lady
And he pulls her to his chest
His lips are on her forhead
As his big hand cups her breast
He kisses her so softly
In a manner warm and mild
And then within a heartbeat
Passion's fire is burning wild

Their clothes are flying sideways
Their hearts are beating fast
His hardness is against her
As he grips her lovely ass
Their dueling tongues are frantic
And the lady drips with lust
He lays her down and fills her up
In one determined thrust

He's driving deep within her
His manhood now so large
She moans and squirms and lifts her hips
To meet his loving charge
And then in perfect unison
They see that blinding light
Together wrapped in extasy
They hold each other tight

Now he lays there in his dreary room
Alone and in his bed
With visions of his fantasy
Still running through his head
And as he tosses and he turns
For sleep comes o so hard
He finds beneath his pillow there
A little thank you card

It says

Thank you for your gentle touch
Your passion and your fire
Thank you for your tender words
That fill me with desire
You know our love is majic babe
Don't ask me to explain
But you just keep believing Mike
And I'll be back again

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, January 24, 2011


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