'The Big O' Poem by Christian K. Montiel

“The big o”
I love when you know in the low the fate of this night; I mean you already know what I meant when I kiss those lips
Slowly we are going to do something good, you can call it what you call it.
Slow I’m going to go trough the trail of kisses that my fingers are following, I let you do whatever to me meanwhile let you mind go wild with thoughts full of lust and I know that is what is inside of us.
Did you want it with the lights out? On or whatever you will get it, don’t think that for me is only sex what it matters but the way you feel about it and you know what you going to do about it.
You may think I’m going to fast but don’t worry I will slow down when I get to my favorite part, one, two maybe the time is going to fast but the minutes consume away my loneliness and if you want to, after this we can still be friends.
So please don’t think wrong, all what I want for you is the best even if you think is wrong but I promise tonight I will make you have the big o, something I know you waiting for.