Is it wrong for me to want you?
In the way I've wanted to want you?
Haunting me is your nakedness.
Yes I am confessing!
I am craving a need,
To see you close and undressed.
Pimples.
Blemishes.
Wrinkles, flaws and all!
When you aren't here and near...
I have that need to place a booty call!
I get tensed up.
I crawl the walls.
And when you don't answer,
I go beserk!
Feeling like a jerk...
Frowning with a smirk!
I get grumpy and crunchy,
Without you milking the dessert.
You're yummy and I want you.
And you know this is true.
I wish to whisper that to you...
If you let me dip in your nookie,
And we grind and together screw!
'WHY are you so...
Fresh! '
Do you prefer this gets stale?
'No, not at all!
It 'sounds' great.
But...
When will we practice your compositions?
Before or after you fall to sleep,
And I am the one left awake!
Reading each line...
Until I am the one in heat! '
Honey...
I am a writer!
What else are you expecting?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Amazing, amusing, superb poem.