Sex Whatever. Poem by Christian K. Montiel

Sex Whatever.



Sex whatever.
Hold on to me meanwhile I run my fingers trough your hair, I wonder where they going to end?
It doesn’t matter you can call it a touching feeling something to get you temperature rising.

I kiss you somewhere wherever you make have a reaction to it, c’mon lets do it now! Don’t think twice you already know the fate of this night, the bed it seems small enough for both us, but believe me I will make it work.
Let me turn off the sun and bring the stars out tonight so you beautiful naked shadow dance between the moon light, can you believe that something inside of me don’t want to make love but want to get wrap around with lust and lets tip toe in the devils boundaries.
I love when I don’t make love but lust that trap us to be playing with something that got us lost on a labyrinth that I can’t find the end of it but I’m not going to lie with you I want to get lost until the end of times because that is how I feel every time we have sex or whatever.

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Christian K. Montiel

Christian K. Montiel

Tampico, Tamaulipas, Mex.
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