waiting for youMature

as the snow falls gently

i await

tonight is the night

childish games

and letting go of judgment

i let him play with my body

knowing what he is doing at every step

i lean back and watch him play

knowing, and have seen it all before

only knowing that i openned the door

into the bedroom

into the bed

he puts his hands in and i i i i i i i i i i ...

not even here yet

i feel so open

he has me wanting more

buying wine

he hopes for much more

come into my valley of pure bliss

this is the reason why you wiil never miss

into the night

we fusion with warmth

i smell you from miles

your manly essence

The End

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