Andrew Vassell

Our Last Night - Poem by Andrew Vassell

What if tonight was
the last night we see?
Naked love, come over
me. Touching you from
head to toe, tonight my
kiss will make your nature
grow. Kissing you and
making you weak, your
muscles will leak and
your body will squeak.

Let this my pleasures
fill you, while my body
overpower you. Let me
kiss and tamper you,
touching your spots right
through and through
While my lips kiss your
spine, your head could
spin, you'll lose your mind.

An unreal touch will
reach you with pleasures
and passion to please
you, your eyes will open
wide while your breathing
reaches volumes high.
Climaxing through your
skies till you melt between
your thighs.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 15, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, December 16, 2011

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