The Lobby Poem by Jon Parr

Walking into the room seeing her smooth body
Every single inch whispers for my touch
Walking past you with lust, passing the lobby
Passing you know temptation is to much

The passion that occurs together
Like the Rhythmic rocking of a big boat
It is better than the worlds freak weather
And yes I will proceed to start to gloat

And with this addiction things become more real
Time after time I get worse, it's a curse
And of course I can't, not want to go and feel
Violent lips collide becoming even worse

So now you have heard my story of lust
So now her and I will begin to bust