I felt your skin,
I felt your skin! ! ! ! ! !
Like it was words that talked me right out of my clothes! ! !
Like it made love to me mentally, but physically, it wasn't what I needed at that time. Yes I was up and strong like the monument that stands in the center of D.C for your eyes only! ! ! ! ! And even with the touch of skin, to skin and no penetration, hands started to sweep against the center of where my monument for your eyes only, it was a very hot day but the weather changed, and it snowed every where including your face.... Sorry that is became cloudy 4 U.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem