I will follow you, dark lady,
Through rainy streets
That could never dampen my desire
To be beside you,
To the small apartment
You share with your older sister;
And if your sister is at work,
I’ll slowly remove your clothes
Like Christmas wrapping paper
Until I attain the gift
Of your true pristine beauty.
I will kiss and linger at your breasts
With tears in my eyes
Like a tired and wounded soldier
Finally arriving at his peaceful home.
And If I please you,
You will bite my shoulder
Until I whimper
Like a kicked dog,
But the pain you give me is love
And I will never ask you to change.
this is a good poem uriah but you must make sure you always have a raincoat on when you are out in the rain, and try not get mixed up between love and a quick jump The BLOB
yup. I'll agree with that..very, very sexy poem...Uriah, you've gone and got me all excited, dude :))
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh, my! You are quite the silver-tingued devil, aren't you? Shannon