I Want More than Phone
by Zoraida Fig
Time has exposed my inner thoughts
Ones I've never shared and always fought.
But with you it feels so safe
Your words assure me you'll take it to your grave.
Maybe I'm being careless and naive
telling you things for your personal need.
Secrets and sexual desire
With this information can you set my body on fire
Fulfill me with lusty words, tight embraces
sensual traces over my body
And the sweet taste of my skin, luminous sweat, my girl, she's throbbing for more
With my past known you've heal my present
Now I'll run wild and eat you up
like a hungry peasant
Imaginative copulation over the phone
will not satisfy this body alone.
Can I come over?
Poetry
Gay Love ADVICE
