IN FRONT

 

To unbutton your blouse,

To see your new bra as I get aroused

To feel the weight of your thighs,

To sense the pressure as I rise.

 

To hold your hand tight and never let go,

To give you soft kisses on your neck while I blow,

To feel you warmth and your tongue,

To touch your tiny bones and hear you sung.

 

Deep breathes and to feel your skin,

To look up and see the smile under your chin,

I miss those nights in our master room,

As I can smell your perfume while you not gloom.

 

To see your mouth open your airways,

Remembering 17 years ago it was the day,

To smell your long shampoo hair,

You’re driving me crazy and I need your care.

 

To feel your cheek bones and your ears,

To see your shaven legs without any hair,

To touch the firmness of your breasts,

While I gaze and press.

 

To hold onto your tiny waist,

To smell the lotion of apple taste,

I miss the softness of the blankets,

While your eyes get bigger and are lit.

 

To taste your gums and your teeth,

The removal of your clothes and see what’s beneath,

I like the bra that comes unbutton in front,

Going over your whole body while I hunt.

 

To feel you’re tight muscles get firm,

To feel every inch of you as I learn,

I’m so hot that I yearn for you,

My face is turning red if you had a clue.